I can’t remember the first time we met, But ever since, our time together has been electric.

Your kisses were like drugs And I every time we’re apart, I crumble

We’ve crashed but that’s never kept us down In fact we got high of the destruction.

I never felt more alive than when I was with you I also never thought we’d die if I was with you.

It all changed with a flip of a switch You took it too far and it came to an end

You loved me so fiercely that I burned; now, You’ll only be left with the ashes.

And ashes to ashes, we all fall down.

I thought she was my friend. There for me, ready to always fight by my side. We rebelled against everything wrong with this world. We’ve fought battles together. Cried together. Watched our friends die together. And one day, I assumed we’d die fighting side by side, just the same…. I was wrong.

The news of her treachery came this morning. A spy. That’s what she was. Sent here to learn our plans and follow our movement in order to report back to the enemy. It broke my heart when I found out. “How long?” Is all I kept asking myself. How long had she been the enemy. The whole time? If not always, then when did she turn? And how is it that I didn’t know?

She left late last night. A note on her pillow that read “thanks for the information. I’m sorry to say you rebels won’t live much longer. This war is over and you’ve lost.” It stung. And I almost didn’t believe it. I thought it was a distraction. She was taken in the night and this was placed to throw us off. But we received news of how she was welcomed back into the enemies ranks. And they were heading right for us. They knew where we were and they outnumbered us ten to one.

I am devastated. My friend, or the girl who I thought was my friend, was a liar all along. I guess I didn’t know her at all…

I took a deep breath and pulled myself together (which wasn’t very hard) No use wondering when I could start acting. Apparently, she didn’t know me at all either. I always have a backup plan. A contingency that I never reveal to anyone but myself. I had secrets too. Except I was clearly better at keeping them. So, I got my flanks together and I told them what we had to do.

There was another secret base only few miles away. Where I not only kept all kinds of weaponry but also a frightening amount of backup. We would immediately head there and in the unlikely case they found us, well let’s just say our odds got a whole lot better. After I finished informing my people, we got moving. Although, i had one last thing to do before we left. I grabbed my third, now second in command and told him three very important things;

“Listen closely, first thing we do once we get to the other base is complete thorough checks on everyone. No more spies, no more liars. Secondly, if you get any bright ideas from this liar and her betrayal, just know I will cut your head off before you even have the chance to beg for forgiveness.”

I waited for his response before I continued. He nodded hesitantly with his wide eyes, full of fear from my words but even more so the fact he knew I wasn’t joking. And then I pulled him even closer.

“Now that leads me to my last order. I want you to hunt down that traitor, and bring her back to me… alive.”

This fight was far from over. And we were nowhere close to losing. I want to make sure she knows that before I kill her myself. And I want her to suffer when she realizes this is no one’s fault but hers. She chose this.

When everyone is born, a birthmark appears on their arm. Except it is not some random splotch. It isn’t cool like the ones that kind of resemble some weird shape. It’s a date. A date sometime in the future. And what happens when you reach this date? Well, you die.

The countdown begins the second you take your first breath, let out your first cry. Because then it appears. A number, representing a date, representing your death. There’s no escaping, believe me I’ve tried. And I’ve seen people try. The result is always the same.

I die tomorrow. I don’t know when and I don’t know how but it will happen. I am fifteen years old and my life is coming to a lethal halt before I’ve really even lived. Someone or something marked me the second I was born and then the clock started ticking. I am like everyone else. Our fate is sealed and we can do nothing to change it.

He’s the first person everyone goes to. If you have a problem, he can solve it. If you need a shoulder to cry on, he’ll provide it. He’s precise with his words and always knows the right thing to say and do. He tends to be quiet not because he doesn’t want to talk, in fact he loves to, but because he’s observing. He notices the small things. He always knows what’s going on. He makes you feel important and cared for, he makes you feel loved. So in return, he is loved by all and exceeds all expectations of what a perfect person can be.

I love him beyond what he will ever know. For someone so intuitive he has yet to figure out how much I care for him. He’s been my friend for years. I mean, he’s been everyone’s friend for years. He is the golden boy of our town, and the king of our school. Like I said, loved by all. Except he will never know that I love him differently, that I love him more. No one is perfect but he is as close as you can get. If I had to sum him up I’m three words, then I guess I would describe him the same way everyone else does. Trustworthy, astute and beloved.

He’d always talk about how he was gonna make the world a better place. He said me and him would make a difference. We would take it on together and nothing would get in the way. He made a promise to be good. He lied.

He chose money over what is right. He chose money over me. He chose money over life. How long was he corrupted with greed, and why didn’t I see it? I never thought cash could wipe away a conscience.

He is not the man I loved. Innocent lives were destroyed so he could make away with a couple grand. If I hadn’t found out, how long would he of kept going? How long would he continue to choose power and riches over the goodness of his own heart?

When I confronted him, he apologized. He said that he was going to tell me. He cried, said that he would never do it again. I almost believed him, i almost thought he felt guilty. But how could I trust him now? I truly didn’t know what to do.

After careful thought and consideration, I decided that the only rational decision would to stop the corruption with him. And as much as it hurt to kill the man I loved, he wasn’t that man anymore. I don’t believe in violence, but I also don’t believe you can make the world a better place if corruption rots your core. He had to be taken care of, no more evil would spread, at least not from him.

It’s up to me to make the world a better place now… without him.

Words get lost when left unsaid I didn’t mean what she thought I meant What I said is not what she heard So much can change with one word

Why would she say something like that? Shatter me, like glass against a bat She said I misunderstood her meaning But did I misunderstand her leaving?

I walked away because she wouldn’t hear That my mistakes were made through fear I was afraid to let her go, and say goodbye So my words got twisted with emotions high

If I misunderstood what she said that night Then tell me why we really had to fight Why’d we argue until our throats were dry? She could’ve said sorry, she didn’t even try

If a misunderstanding could ruin it all Then we were always meant to fall If a misunderstanding killed two friends Then we were always meant to end

“Doomsday is close at hand I'll book the marching band To play as you speak I'll feel like throwing up You' sit and stare like A goddamn machine I'd like to plan out my part in this, but you're such a narcissist You'll probably do it next week I don't get a choice in the matter, why would l? It's only the death of me”

My friend played this song once. One time. And ever since it’s been the same chorus over and over and over again. A constant loop of music playing repeatedly in my mind. It doesn’t go away. It’s all I hear from when I wake up and until I go to bed. I’ve tried everything to get rid of it. Distracting myself, listening to other songs, and trying so hard to tune it out, that I’ve reached a point of exhaustion.

I gave up until someone told me that listening to the song can help you get it out of your head. Something about hearing it out loud, stops it from playing inside. So I decided to try it.

I was already late for work so I got in my car and planned to play the song. I wasn’t going to do it because, looking for it and starting the song would waste more time than I had. But I was desperate. It took about 30 seconds to start the song. Not a lot of time, but to me that was ages.

I started to drive away and begin to listen to the song i know so well because of its repetition inside my brain. I finally reached an intersection. I was just about to miss the light, when two cars in front of me were able to get through. I started to scold myself, if I had just decided to leave instead of find the song I hate more than anything in the world, I would’ve made that light.

Just then a car speeds through the intersection blowing its red light and smashing into the first car, and the second car smashing into the chaos immediately after. All passengers died.

Just 30 seconds wasted saved me from meeting that fate. If I had left right away, If I hadn’t played that terrible song, I would be dead. Maybe it was fate. A song I’d heard once played in my head so I would spend the time to find it and play it out loud. A song saved my life. It’s not that dramatic is it? I mean it’s only the death of me.

“Doomsday is close at hand I'll book the marching band To play as you speak I'll feel like throwing up You' sit and stare like A goddamn machine I'd like to plan out my part in this, but you're such a narcissist You'll probably do it next week I don't get a choice in the matter, why would l? It's only the death of me”

He stares at me like I’m a stranger. Like he hasn’t known me for years. Like I’m not the girl he fell for. I’m afraid to speak. I stand there, mask off, guard down. I wait for him to say something, anything.

“Why?” He finally says. The way he said it, was so defeated, he looked so betrayed. I didn’t answer.

“After all this time, after all these years, you never trusted me enough to tell me. Why?” He pleads. Still… I don’t know what to say. I mean I know why I didn’t want him to know, but how can I make him understand?

“Answer me!” Anger. He was angry. He’s never been upset with me, not like this.

“It was for your own good, I di-didn’t want you to.. I didn’t want you to get hurt. What I do.. it-its dangerous.” I stammer these words, hoping he’ll get it. Hoping he’ll know.

“Well I did get hurt. I’m hurt that you lied to me, I’m hurt that you didn’t trust me, I’m hurt that you had to do this all by yourself.” He’s not wrong, l did get him hurt, not just emotionally but he almost lost his life today. He almost died… because of me.

I begin to cry. I never cry. But hot tears stream down my face and all I can say is, “I never meant to hurt you. I did it- I did all of this..to protect you.”

His face softens, and he comes closer, and pulls me into a hug. I sob, “All I wanted to do is protect you.”

He sighs and whispers into my ear, “I know, but I want to protect you too.”

I nod my head, I understand. And I breathe out a sigh of relief because he understands too.

Your eyelids feel heavy And your body relaxes Your breathing evens out And your mind stops racing

You begin to sink Deeper and deeper A rock in the water Nowhere to go but down

The weight of water washes over you As you drift downward to the bottom You feel heavy but not with burden, no, The pressure is comforting, reassuring

The lights dim to nothing Darker and darker Ripples of light or movement occur But you’re almost there

You’ve reached the bottom And your body’s hit the sand You’ve gone to sleep Sinking into slumber

I owe you the stars And I shall bring you the moon Your love for me is greater than mars I hope to see you again soon

I cannot see the love you have for me I cannot touch your words But I can feel what you extend to me I can hear what is unheard

I will go to the ends of the earth To protect you for all of time You’ve loved me since my birth Dear mother, I call mine

There is not much I can do To repay you for your undying love I can say I love you too But it doesn’t feel like that’s enough

I promise that no one loves you more than I And when I don’t say it, it feels like a crime I will travel across the entire sky To say I love you, just one last time