chellieness
Romance had always been my strongest card in the deck. I was good a romancing a woman. Bringing her flowers, sending her texts to let her know I was thinking about her. I never made a move for sex until I knew that she was completly ready, and I loved bathing her in complements and small little gifts. When I fell in love it was always aparent because I would romance the hell out of the girl.
The plague was already spread world wide by the time I figured out a cure for it.
I was only one of a handful of people who had not been infected.
Now I have to embark on a long and hard journey to cure ey last human on this planet.
It won't be easy, and it wont be fun, but it will be the most important thing I will ever do in my lifetime.
The human race as we know it will not survive much longer without my help.
The chalboard screeched in protest as sharp nails scraped down it. The sound peirced my ears, and sent shivers down my spine. I heard several other people gasp and cover their ears at the uncomfortable sound intruding in our ears. We all looked up to see Mrs. Cookrin staring at us impatiantly. Well she had everyone's attention now.
To remember our love, our life together is impossible for you.
You are no longer on this earth, but an angel flying above, always watching, always healing.
But I remember our love. It was beautiful, unforgetable.
We loved like we would never see the next day.
And then one day, for you, there wasn't a next day.
But my love for you still grew and lived on.
And to this day, I still love you.
writing since 2011 · 29 entries · 28 days shown up
each square is a day—lit means Chelsea showed up.
1longest streak
28days written
0.2entries / week
the words Chelsea reaches for
loveremembernowbodyburninghardmetaleyesdeathforgottenfamilyhurthandhearthellcapture