John Silver was thinking about
Skyler Hurt again.
Skyler was a noble goddess.
Hot, curvy, slim and nice.
John walked over to the window
and reflected on
his colorul surroundings.
He had always hated beautiful
London with its
colorful flower field.
It was a place that encouraged his
tendency to
feel joyful.
Then he saw something in the distance,
or rather someone.
It was the a noble figure of Skyler Hurt.
John gulped.
He glanced at his own reflection.
He was hot and smart.
Quite wine obsessed.
Tall and smart .
His friends saw him as a smart, quiet god.
Once, he had even jumped into
a lake and saved
a small kitten.
But not even a nice person who
had once jumped
into a river and saved a small kitten,
was prepared for what Skyler
had in store today.
The rain hammered like storm.
making John sad.
John grabbed a black pen
that had been strewn
nearby;
he spinned it with his fingers.
As John stepped outside and Skyler came
closer,
he could see the glint in her eye.
Skyler gazed with the affection of 4 caressed
lover.
She said, in hushed tones, "I love you."
John looked back,
even more sad
and still spinning the black pen.
"Skyler, I just don't need you in my life any
more," he replied.
They looked at each other
with unstable feelings,
like two strangers meeting
at the entrance of the afterlife.
which had sad classical music playing in the
background
and two birds chirping to the beat.
John studied Skyler's sad face.
Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry"
began John in apologetic tones,
"but I don't feel the same way,
and I never will.
I just don't love you Skyler."
Skyler looked sad,
her emotions showing like
a beautiful,
old book.
John could actually hear Skyler's emotions
shatter into 8418 pieces.
Then the noble goddess hurried away into the
distance.
Not even a glass of wine would calm John's
nerves tonight.
THE END
