Everything He Said
Dear Diary,
Everything he said to me….a lie. Every time I look at him...He'd lie. Everything about him gives it away…he's lying.
He just wants me gone. But I can't leave….I love him.
Maybe he just doesn't understand me. Maybe he doesn't care about me. But there always is a chance… he does.
He doesn't love me! How could I have been so stupid! Me following him around, me wondering where he is, me….The only one who cares.
That's why…that's why he doesn't like me. I care too much. I always put other people before me. Well I f that's what he wants that's what he gets.
I won't care about him any more…. But I can't help but wonder... Why someone would not want that. But I guess he doesn't.
Lately I have been feeling tired, sleepy. I want to just drift away on a dream cloud and just sail the sky. The sky… the Blue sky… a blue like Sonic.
I have a pain I my chest, like if it hard to breathe. I have never had this feeling before. Except when I run…after him. In his shadow. In the darkness. It was because of running that gave me this lung disease. It was because of chasing him.
But everything, EVERTHING HE SAID A LIE!... He said he loved me… He said He wanted me to be with him!
I find myself crying in the hospital bed. Crying over my diary. Everything I just wrote in there. Every word in that diary…Poison. Poison that hurt me. Like a Stab in the chest, like a bad tasting drink….like thinking of him.
I knew my time had come. My time, my fate had been set. I knew there was not much time. I had to write a little more…before I go.
Dear Sonic,
I leave this Diary for you. It may hurt you when you read it. But everything in there is true, and everything you said to me….is a lie.
And one more thing before I go… Your too late, you missed me, you don't care about me…cause you never came…
To say goodbye…
I felt the world around me come to a stop. I could feel my eyes growing heavy with each second. My chest growing tighter. My heart… broken.
Sonic was not here, he said he would visit me…. Another lie. My pink quills, my messy pink quills covered my face gently brushing my cheek. My pale hands cold as ice lie by my side. I knew this feeling it was coming closer…it was almost time.
Suddenly I heard footsteps…running down the hall… Sonic! But just like it said in my Diary he was too late to say…goodbye.
My world may stop,
My world could be ruined,
But in my heart love goes on forever
– My first poem to Sonic, Amy Rose