WILL BE GOING TO VISIT MY FRIEND IN ANOTHER STATE, FOR ABOUT A WEEK. SO I WILL HAVE THE NEXT CHAPTER UP IN ABOUT 8 DAYS. THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME.... OH AND BEFORE I FORGET.. THE POEMS I USED IN THIS CHAPTER ARE FROM OTHER WRITERS AT FANFICTION.NET.. THE AUTHORS ARE, MADEFORJOEL,MINGTHOY, AND DARK SHADE.
Email my Heart -Chapter 8
(The next morning)
Lizzie woke up and looked at the clock sitting next to her head. "9:15 A.M." She thought. She rolled over to see that the bed she was sharing with Gordo was empty with a note attached to Gordo's pillow. The letter read.....
DEAR LIZZIE,
I WENT TO THE HOSPITAL TO VISIT MY MOM... SORRY I DIDN'T WAKE YOU UP, BUT YOU LOOKED SO PEACEFUL. I WILL CALL YOU LATER.
P.S. THANK YOU FOR KEEPING ME COMPANY LAST NIGHT.
GORDO
After reading the letter Lizzie decided to take a shower. She went into the bathroom and took off the clothes that gordo let her borrow the night before. She carefully folded them and put them aside. Then she stepped into the warm shower and began rinsing herself off. She washed her body with Gordo's soap, and her hair with his shampoo. "Now I will smell him all day." She thought to herself. After her shower, she grabbed her clothes and put them on... She wore a violet tank top with a blue flower on it and some tight black pants. She threw her hair into a sloppy ponytail and walked out of the bathroom. She walked into Gordo's bedroom and noticed how messy it was. Clothes were thrown all over the place, CDs and books were everywhere and his bed was a mess. "I will clean up his room before I leave.. He will be so surprised." She thought to herself.
Lizzie was in the middle of picking up a pile of dirty clothes, when she noticed a small black notebook open on her best friend's desk. "hmm, a little peek won't hurt." She thought. So she grabbed the notebook and flipped it open to the middle. The notebook read.....
(keep in mind that this is June, 2005.. they are 17)
OCTOBER 3, 2004
*~I'm Still Waiting~*
We met that one bright day
That precious memory will always stay
We've been great friends throughout the years
You've brought me happiness and some tears
But still I wish we could be much more
Is it meant to be? I'm not quite sure
I pray you feel the same as I
Still waiting, as time passes by
I await the day you fulfill my dream
My heart will burst and my face will gleam
Though that day may never come
What will my lonely soul become?
I want to tell you how I feel
For the dreams I've had, seem so real
But I don't posses the strength
To spill my heart and go the length
I try to tell you with my eyes
That my all my actions are only lies
Still you do not see
The hidden truth inside of me
Do I often fill your thought?
Always in mine; never a not
Every night you leave me wondering
When will you be answering?
Maybe tomorrow, or another
Or will you just find some other?
If this poem, your eyes fall upon
I'm reaching to you before time is gone
You know who you are and keep in thought,
I'm still waiting.
YES I WROTE YET ANOTHER POEM FOR HER AGAIN.... I KNOW, I KNOW WHAT YOUR THINKING.. WHY DON'T YOU JUST TELL HER GORDO?.. BUT IT'S NOT THAT EASY.. WELL ANYWAY I AM GLAD THAT I STARTED KEEPING THIS JOURNAL, THIS WAY.. I HAVE SOMETHING TO SPILL MY THOUGHTS ON TO.. GORDO
"Oh my god." Lizzie said out loud. "I've got to figure out who he is writing this about.. Please be me, please be me, please be me She thought quietly. She continued reading....
DECEMBER 14, 2004
Tell me
how can I stop the tears?
for the desire I feel
is ignored.
Your sweet voice makes me tremble
your eyes are like ponds
where I could drown forever.
Although, destiny is cruel
you, so far yet so close
my humble heart is dying
like a burning rose.
But thy lips will never say
"What I feel for you is love"
so my hopes go flying
like a white dove.
A dove flying to the unknown
of a splendorous sky
in which my soul gets lost
waiting to die.
Anyways, the dream will always live
in the silence of my memory
hoping one day to come true
hoping one day to be with you.
I HOPE NOBODY FINDS MY JOURNAL AND READS IT.. THEY WOULD THINK I AM SO DUMB. ANYWAY I WILL WRITE MORE SOON. GORDO
Lizzie continued flipping through the pages of Gordo's journal, and finally found something that struck her attention.
APRIL 8, 2005
HERE IS ANOTHER POEM I WROTE FOR LIZZIE
I feel like the night without the moon,
When I do not talk to you,
Cause you could light the darkest sky with your words,
With you my heart is never blue.
I long for the day that we meet,
To tell you much I care,
And how I can't live without you,
As we have a lot of time to share.
You haunt me in my dreams,
And I hope you stay there to the end,
I will love you forever,
Because you're more than my best friend.
GORDO
Lizzie was shocked when she finished reading the entry... "The poems are for me?" She wondered.." She reread the entry in his journal and stopped on the part that said, Here is another poem I wrote for Lizzie. A huge grin swept across her face and she started jumping up and down with excitement.. Then another thought came to her.... "Wait a minute .. these entries are old..." "I have to read more" She thought. so she flipped a few pages until she came to June, which read.....
JUNE 17
LIZZIE IS AT MY HOUSE RIGHT NOW. I AM SO CONFUSED.... SHE KEEPS CATCHING ME GETTING ALL EXCITED...(IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN) LIKE THREE TIMES... THIS WEEK! CRAZY HUH? THE WEIRD THING IS THAT SHE DOESN'T SEEM TO GET CREEPED OUT AT ALL. I SHOULD JUST TELL HER.... I KNOW THAT IT IS STUPID OF ME TO KEEP HIDING THE FACT THAT I AM IN LOVE WITH HER... BECAUSE SHE DESERVES TO KNOW... OH I GOT ANOTHER EMAIL FROM BRIGHTEYES TODAY.. SHE REMINDS ME A LOT OF LIZZIE......WELL ANYWAY, HERE I GO AGAIN BLABBERING ON... I WILL WRITE MORE LATER , I THINK I HEAR HER COMING.
"So he's TALK2ME? Oh my god. this is sooo big... oooh I am so excited..... I can't wait to tell him... wait a sec. I can't tell him.... because then he would know that I was reading his journal... oh my god what am I going to do?" She thought to herself... Oh!!! I just came up with the perfect idea" She said out loud. She finished cleaning his room and ran out of his house to put her perfect plan into action.
PLEASE REVIEW.
Email my Heart -Chapter 8
(The next morning)
Lizzie woke up and looked at the clock sitting next to her head. "9:15 A.M." She thought. She rolled over to see that the bed she was sharing with Gordo was empty with a note attached to Gordo's pillow. The letter read.....
DEAR LIZZIE,
I WENT TO THE HOSPITAL TO VISIT MY MOM... SORRY I DIDN'T WAKE YOU UP, BUT YOU LOOKED SO PEACEFUL. I WILL CALL YOU LATER.
P.S. THANK YOU FOR KEEPING ME COMPANY LAST NIGHT.
GORDO
After reading the letter Lizzie decided to take a shower. She went into the bathroom and took off the clothes that gordo let her borrow the night before. She carefully folded them and put them aside. Then she stepped into the warm shower and began rinsing herself off. She washed her body with Gordo's soap, and her hair with his shampoo. "Now I will smell him all day." She thought to herself. After her shower, she grabbed her clothes and put them on... She wore a violet tank top with a blue flower on it and some tight black pants. She threw her hair into a sloppy ponytail and walked out of the bathroom. She walked into Gordo's bedroom and noticed how messy it was. Clothes were thrown all over the place, CDs and books were everywhere and his bed was a mess. "I will clean up his room before I leave.. He will be so surprised." She thought to herself.
Lizzie was in the middle of picking up a pile of dirty clothes, when she noticed a small black notebook open on her best friend's desk. "hmm, a little peek won't hurt." She thought. So she grabbed the notebook and flipped it open to the middle. The notebook read.....
(keep in mind that this is June, 2005.. they are 17)
OCTOBER 3, 2004
*~I'm Still Waiting~*
We met that one bright day
That precious memory will always stay
We've been great friends throughout the years
You've brought me happiness and some tears
But still I wish we could be much more
Is it meant to be? I'm not quite sure
I pray you feel the same as I
Still waiting, as time passes by
I await the day you fulfill my dream
My heart will burst and my face will gleam
Though that day may never come
What will my lonely soul become?
I want to tell you how I feel
For the dreams I've had, seem so real
But I don't posses the strength
To spill my heart and go the length
I try to tell you with my eyes
That my all my actions are only lies
Still you do not see
The hidden truth inside of me
Do I often fill your thought?
Always in mine; never a not
Every night you leave me wondering
When will you be answering?
Maybe tomorrow, or another
Or will you just find some other?
If this poem, your eyes fall upon
I'm reaching to you before time is gone
You know who you are and keep in thought,
I'm still waiting.
YES I WROTE YET ANOTHER POEM FOR HER AGAIN.... I KNOW, I KNOW WHAT YOUR THINKING.. WHY DON'T YOU JUST TELL HER GORDO?.. BUT IT'S NOT THAT EASY.. WELL ANYWAY I AM GLAD THAT I STARTED KEEPING THIS JOURNAL, THIS WAY.. I HAVE SOMETHING TO SPILL MY THOUGHTS ON TO.. GORDO
"Oh my god." Lizzie said out loud. "I've got to figure out who he is writing this about.. Please be me, please be me, please be me She thought quietly. She continued reading....
DECEMBER 14, 2004
Tell me
how can I stop the tears?
for the desire I feel
is ignored.
Your sweet voice makes me tremble
your eyes are like ponds
where I could drown forever.
Although, destiny is cruel
you, so far yet so close
my humble heart is dying
like a burning rose.
But thy lips will never say
"What I feel for you is love"
so my hopes go flying
like a white dove.
A dove flying to the unknown
of a splendorous sky
in which my soul gets lost
waiting to die.
Anyways, the dream will always live
in the silence of my memory
hoping one day to come true
hoping one day to be with you.
I HOPE NOBODY FINDS MY JOURNAL AND READS IT.. THEY WOULD THINK I AM SO DUMB. ANYWAY I WILL WRITE MORE SOON. GORDO
Lizzie continued flipping through the pages of Gordo's journal, and finally found something that struck her attention.
APRIL 8, 2005
HERE IS ANOTHER POEM I WROTE FOR LIZZIE
I feel like the night without the moon,
When I do not talk to you,
Cause you could light the darkest sky with your words,
With you my heart is never blue.
I long for the day that we meet,
To tell you much I care,
And how I can't live without you,
As we have a lot of time to share.
You haunt me in my dreams,
And I hope you stay there to the end,
I will love you forever,
Because you're more than my best friend.
GORDO
Lizzie was shocked when she finished reading the entry... "The poems are for me?" She wondered.." She reread the entry in his journal and stopped on the part that said, Here is another poem I wrote for Lizzie. A huge grin swept across her face and she started jumping up and down with excitement.. Then another thought came to her.... "Wait a minute .. these entries are old..." "I have to read more" She thought. so she flipped a few pages until she came to June, which read.....
JUNE 17
LIZZIE IS AT MY HOUSE RIGHT NOW. I AM SO CONFUSED.... SHE KEEPS CATCHING ME GETTING ALL EXCITED...(IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN) LIKE THREE TIMES... THIS WEEK! CRAZY HUH? THE WEIRD THING IS THAT SHE DOESN'T SEEM TO GET CREEPED OUT AT ALL. I SHOULD JUST TELL HER.... I KNOW THAT IT IS STUPID OF ME TO KEEP HIDING THE FACT THAT I AM IN LOVE WITH HER... BECAUSE SHE DESERVES TO KNOW... OH I GOT ANOTHER EMAIL FROM BRIGHTEYES TODAY.. SHE REMINDS ME A LOT OF LIZZIE......WELL ANYWAY, HERE I GO AGAIN BLABBERING ON... I WILL WRITE MORE LATER , I THINK I HEAR HER COMING.
"So he's TALK2ME? Oh my god. this is sooo big... oooh I am so excited..... I can't wait to tell him... wait a sec. I can't tell him.... because then he would know that I was reading his journal... oh my god what am I going to do?" She thought to herself... Oh!!! I just came up with the perfect idea" She said out loud. She finished cleaning his room and ran out of his house to put her perfect plan into action.
PLEASE REVIEW.