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Romantic Shortstory Part 1
one thing that has created a ruin of all time,
spread war and death of both the body and mind,
one simple concept that rules and conquers,
can destroy sanity and still creat comport,
it's the most dangerous sport and that which cannot be skillfully played,
there are no rules many have lost their lives playing this game,
ages since nothing has changed,
both male and female play vital roles in its reign,
servent to it we all must become,
but to rule over it has never yet been done,
who you are matters not in its vast playing field,
for not even the youngest lives does its cold grasp yield-

11:45 PM in St.Thomas U.S.V.I.
The walls are grey as is the bed and computer sitting on the desk. everything seems to be black and white in the eyes of 18 year old Zeus Valentine, everything except his red iPod and a picture of his desired lover he took on his computer was in bright living color. he spun through his collection of Rock and Alternitive music looking for songs that suit his mood. Downpressed, confused, mistaken, and misunderstood, Zeus closes the lid of his Laptop and closes his eyes while drifting away to the words of the song playing on the ipod.
"Hold my hand." zues' voice calls in the moonlit darkness of the Ritz Carlton Hotel where he and an unknown female decide to hang out after a 4 hour seminar for a club they are both attending in school that focuses on helping the unfortunate and elderly.
"I could kill myself after the first half-hour. I swear i think they do it on purpose just to get a laugh out of making us sit there and listen to that boring ass Mr. Luther talk for four hours."
"Don't be silly." the girl replies and bumps into his side on purpose.
"What else could be the reason they set up a seminar for 4 hours for students in a club and then they don't even show up for it. If it wasnt for the trip to D.C. In may id be so gone. Same thing for our environmental club." he Smiles and puts his arms around her shoulder.
"Don't tell me you arent thinking the same."He whispers in her ear although no one is around.
"Oh my gosh how could you say that, but I guess it's true." She smiles to herself.
"Of Course it is he turns himself infront her." and holds her gentle face in the palm of his hands. and looks into her burning brown eyes. that seem to make everything else around them lose their color under the moonlight.
She smiles and looks back into his dark eyes that seemed to tell the story of the world. He had the eyes of someone who could tell you everything and tell you anything and it would be alright to you. as he drew closer to her reaching in to kiss her on her fourhead he found himself leaning down in towards her neck and gently sinking his teeth into soft smooth skin under her jaw. As everything around them became black and the trees slowly turned to ashes she said or felt nothing instead slowly fell asleep in his arms and as he held her delicate body in his hands looked down at her innocent face with blank expression as the moonlight faded away into absolute darkness.

A couple hours later I wake up and my head is feeling 11 sizes to big and that feeling you get in your stomach when you witness something gory begins to tingle my insides.I can vividly remeber my dream and what happened but not exactly how it ended. I have a slight idea who the girl may be who i hope it was and still I hope it was'nt her. The Funny thing about me is while you regulare people have dreams and wish they may or may not come true my dreams are reality set into time i just cant exacatly tell when until it happens. Call it a hyperactive "Deja Vu" if you will. but if thats the situation what is going to cause it to happen. I don't worry too much alot of the times something like this happenes its interpreted as something else, meaning its not always what it seems, so ive made it a little hobby of mine to learn to interpret dreams and find out what is happening before its too late.

Zeus turns over in his bed 536 songs later his iPod is playing "Tainted Love" by Maralyn Manson, and its less than 5 minuets before he has to start getting ready for school. He sits up thinking about his dream what it could have meant and who was the girl he was walking with. and most of all when was it going to happen. He could play of living an ordinary life pretty well, he could almost fool himself into thinking he was normal sometimes but the truth is he wasnt normal and his life was far from being normal.
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