All together we have now over 1000 Waterloo road stories on I think I might celebrate with cake, actually who needs a reason to have cake...Go have cake
I don't really know what to class this as, It makes no sense...It's not a poem, I think (Who knows I haven't made a poem before) but if you don't know what I'm meaning just read and hopefully you'll get the gist
Para 1: Episode 13
Para 2: Episode 14
Para 3: Episode 15
Para 4: The notes
Para 5: Episode 20
Para 6: Episode 21
He thinks
He speaks
I stop
I listen, and hang on to every word he says
We drink
We laugh
We touch
We kiss, and I love him more and more each day
I walk
We talk
He smiles
I pretend
And he says he's sorry for all the words he's ever said
I write
I pry
I'm silent
He cries, as everything around him falls apart
We dream
He shouts
I scream,
He looks
He flies, as his body collides
He sits
I wait
We hesitate
He freaks
I find, that he's never going to be mine