06/05/2012

19:25:59

I finally moved into that beautiful house I told you about before! And guess what I found in my backyard? A circle of oak trees! It looks beautiful! I love it here! I have to unpack all of these boxes and find my clothes soon. Oh. There's the doorbell.

06/06/2012

20:32:23

I unpacked the boxes last night. It was a lot of work but it's done now. I found a picture of Alfred and I taken on Valentine's Day. I miss him. If I wouldn't have had to take that job in Plmouth, England then I could still be with him. He's going to visit me soon and I know this because he sent me an e-mail. I'm so happy I get to see him again.

07/08/2012

12:04:52

Last month Alfred visited me. I didn't have much time to write because, uh, nevermind. But I already miss him. I miss him so much I'm thinking of quiting my job and going back to America. Even though I was born in London, England, I moved to America when I was 16 years of age. My mother and father died when I was 13 so I was pretty much on my own. I met Alfred in a McDonald's and we instantly fell in love. I'm so tired and sore, for, uh no reason. I'll write more when I wake up.

11/15/2012

09:32:21

I'm sorry I haven't written in awhile. I've been dredfully sick. Alfred came here in July to comfort me. I've been sick since July 12. Alfred has fallen asleep and I keep breaking into coughing fits. My chest hurts and I'm fatigued but every time I fall asleep I cough myself awake. I'm scared and fear the worst. I wish Alfred would wake up and talk to me. His voice is all that keeps me going now a days. I wish he knew how much I love him. I hope he wakes up soon. I love you Alfred. I always have. I love you more than anything in the world. I want you to

Alfred put down Arthur's diary and cried. His sobs filled the now empty house. He hated himself for not staying awake long enough to atleast talk to Arthur. He knew Arthur died because of his actions. He picked Arthur's diary again and read the last entry:

I love you Alfred. I always have. I love you more than anything in the world. I want you to

Alfred finished the last sentence himself. He had been thinking of what Arthur would want him to do. He had finally come up with it and kept it locked in his mind. He picked up the pen that lay on the desk and wrote himself an entry on that same page.

1/14/2013

Arthur. I love you too. I will always love you no matter what. I'll see you again some day. You just wait up in heaven for me, ok? I know you'll be watching over me until that day. And I know that on that day, you'll be waiting at those gates for me. I know what you want me to do. And I will. I promise you. How could I not? I love you so much Arthur. Just remember that. I love you.

Alfred's promise was not forgotten. He never did forget Arthur. He never would. That was all Arthur ever wanted. He never wanted to be forgotten or see Alfred sad. On November 15, 2042, Alfred F. Jones and Arthur J. Kirkland were reunited.