Chapter Ten
I thought about ditching the last two weeks of school and then I looked up my grades on the schools website; I've really been slipping and I can't believe I let it happen, I can't believe my parents let it happn. Maybe it's because I haven't really seen them o talked to them since the last time I made them breakfast, teh día after Nick and I made amor the first time. *Our relationship has gone down hill; I mean, as much as my parents are child-like in their behavior, I actually kind of like taking care of them. I wander how they're surviving without my cooking. When I come home, I just head straight to my room, giving them a "hey" o a "hi", maybe even a "hello" if I'm up to más than one syllable. It's just so useless to converse with them when the only person I want to talk to and be with is Nick. And since I can't be with Nick at all times, as much as I want to be, it's like when I'm not with him, nothing matters, so why bother? I feel like a love-sick puppy, just wanting to follow him around all día and when I'm at school, I feel even más out of my eliment simply because he's not there. I've been slipping up only because the only thing I can focus on is Nick;
The way he looks, the way he smells, the clothes he wears, the way he pushes his hair out of his face, the intruigingly funny faces he makes when he's confuzed, trying to make a joke o just talking to me in tnormal monotone. His shoes, his hoodies, his hands are quite important to me too, along with his lips, feet, legs, fingers, the hair on his chest, his arms; Pretty much every apendage on him; all of him; nothing más and nothing less, just him.
And now that Nick is all I care about, the only thing that helps me survive, I find myself trying to focus on simple math problems, and easy everyday activities, but I just can't; not anymore. I t's like I can't function properly unless I'm hyped (no, not hiked) up on Nick. Not trying to sound like the world famous Twilight Saga here, but it's like he's my drug; Without the chemicals of his antecdote, I'm a vegetable. Nothing can help me but the touch of his skin, the smell of his breath o the kiss of his lips.
So when I'm faced with the math problems, the english essays, the tidiousness of running around the gym o the way the earth is mapped out; I just end up quitting and I've never been a quitter in all my 16 years of life. It's always been; Go here, do this, finish that, write this, be a good role-model . . . yadda yadda yadda. None of that is important anymore. The only thing that is important is being with Nick, no matter what else I'm missing in life.
I thought about ditching the last two weeks of school and then I looked up my grades on the schools website; I've really been slipping and I can't believe I let it happen, I can't believe my parents let it happn. Maybe it's because I haven't really seen them o talked to them since the last time I made them breakfast, teh día after Nick and I made amor the first time. *Our relationship has gone down hill; I mean, as much as my parents are child-like in their behavior, I actually kind of like taking care of them. I wander how they're surviving without my cooking. When I come home, I just head straight to my room, giving them a "hey" o a "hi", maybe even a "hello" if I'm up to más than one syllable. It's just so useless to converse with them when the only person I want to talk to and be with is Nick. And since I can't be with Nick at all times, as much as I want to be, it's like when I'm not with him, nothing matters, so why bother? I feel like a love-sick puppy, just wanting to follow him around all día and when I'm at school, I feel even más out of my eliment simply because he's not there. I've been slipping up only because the only thing I can focus on is Nick;
The way he looks, the way he smells, the clothes he wears, the way he pushes his hair out of his face, the intruigingly funny faces he makes when he's confuzed, trying to make a joke o just talking to me in tnormal monotone. His shoes, his hoodies, his hands are quite important to me too, along with his lips, feet, legs, fingers, the hair on his chest, his arms; Pretty much every apendage on him; all of him; nothing más and nothing less, just him.
And now that Nick is all I care about, the only thing that helps me survive, I find myself trying to focus on simple math problems, and easy everyday activities, but I just can't; not anymore. I t's like I can't function properly unless I'm hyped (no, not hiked) up on Nick. Not trying to sound like the world famous Twilight Saga here, but it's like he's my drug; Without the chemicals of his antecdote, I'm a vegetable. Nothing can help me but the touch of his skin, the smell of his breath o the kiss of his lips.
So when I'm faced with the math problems, the english essays, the tidiousness of running around the gym o the way the earth is mapped out; I just end up quitting and I've never been a quitter in all my 16 years of life. It's always been; Go here, do this, finish that, write this, be a good role-model . . . yadda yadda yadda. None of that is important anymore. The only thing that is important is being with Nick, no matter what else I'm missing in life.
it can put the corazón at ease o under strain
and as that word to each other we spoke
it made our hearts complete and not broke
a feeling unlike any other i felt
as tu heavenly eyes made my corazón melt
tu were always the one, i could tell
cause from the moment i saw tu in amor i fell
the words to describe tu a poet can never posses
tu were always the one that was hard to impress
tu wanted más than poesía and flores could give
because only on true amor your corazón could live
to capture my corazón for tu it only took
one moment one smile and one unforgettable look
Edgar Allen Poe - #1
A family who lives on a boat
Doesn’t want land but water to float.
Sometimes afraid to sink down
Of many holes they have around.
All what’s left is hope and faith.
A girl on the barco is very sick,
But the thoughtless father’s brain never gave a kick.
Never thought about what would happen,
That’s why they’re lost with a big reason.
All what’s left is 35 feet of rope and faith.
Believing in your heart,
There is a big feeling where to start
Never give it up nor never have enough.
tu know what tu want,
tu know some things that tu can’t have.
All what’s left is hope and faith.
Doesn’t want land but water to float.
Sometimes afraid to sink down
Of many holes they have around.
All what’s left is hope and faith.
A girl on the barco is very sick,
But the thoughtless father’s brain never gave a kick.
Never thought about what would happen,
That’s why they’re lost with a big reason.
All what’s left is 35 feet of rope and faith.
Believing in your heart,
There is a big feeling where to start
Never give it up nor never have enough.
tu know what tu want,
tu know some things that tu can’t have.
All what’s left is hope and faith.
It's soft like a blanket
It's cold like ice
We can't help but gravitate towards it
Even though it's not always nice
It gives us scaly pets
And sharp toothed nightmares
o clucking little friends
It cools us off during the summer
Let's us patinar, skate on it during winter
Makes tu laugh with your friends
o steals your breath
When it covers you
It refreshs tu
It cools you
Warms your toes
Tickles you
Freezes tu
Unforgiving ocean
Deep dark lake
Roaring river
Stale creek
Please with all ado
Let me thank tu too
It's cold like ice
We can't help but gravitate towards it
Even though it's not always nice
It gives us scaly pets
And sharp toothed nightmares
o clucking little friends
It cools us off during the summer
Let's us patinar, skate on it during winter
Makes tu laugh with your friends
o steals your breath
When it covers you
It refreshs tu
It cools you
Warms your toes
Tickles you
Freezes tu
Unforgiving ocean
Deep dark lake
Roaring river
Stale creek
Please with all ado
Let me thank tu too
