Time has passed but we still dwell on our past. Neither of us can live without the other. I will continue to torture you, To torment you until your mine. And even then I wouldn't let you go. I will cover you with my love and I will cling to your every word, because I know time is not on our side. But their no need for you to cry, No need for you to be afraid. Just be you and we will concur each other's fear.

I'm sick and I am tired. But they don't understand that. They say that have slept for long and that if I am Sick I need to take medicine. But they don't know that medicine cannot cure my sickness, And that sleep cannot out do my tiredness.

My beloved The pain from a million years still burns, the feelings that I bore are buried in the depths of the grey mists that harbours my soul. But still it is you I see when I close my eyes. It is your beautiful blue eyes, your golden silky hair, your godlike face and features that hunt my dreams. I know and I have always known that you are the only one for me and even though your dead your spirit and soul lives inside me.

Ares 1 He sits at the farthest corner of the classroom. He never talks or smile he always has the same look on his face, a look with neither boredom nor interest. He is always staring out the window and up into sky as if their is something interesting written on it. Some people say he is crazy, some say he is from a gang and some say he is a loner who doesn't care about anything but himself. But I find him very interesting, they way his golden hair falls down to his face and covers his dark blue eyes, and his deepest pink lips that I have dreamt of kissing once some many, you wonder how a boy like him beautiful as he is could look so scary.

It is time for war, hear my cry brothers come and join me on this war of evil and treachery. Gather your spears, swords and shields and we shall race through the dying fields. And together we shall find victory.