Sad Love Poem @ MindSay

I'm here

I've been here all along

I've been waiting for you to notice

That I truly love you

I'm sad

I've been so sad all along

I want to tell you so badly

What I am feeling inside

I love you

I think I always have

I can't day it out loud just yet

But someday I won't hold it back

I want you

I've known for quite awhile

Your chasing others & I'm standing by

Someday maybe I will catch your eye.

I will sit here day after day, waiting for that moment when I can finally say - I love you.......

Saturday will be The Day. I will march with my comrades to the North, to achieve inmortality.

"As I go back to a thousand years of dream, please, Asen... Don't fail like I did", my father wrote me that. Mabe it was fate. He had to meet my mother, Hidrun Sunray, and have me. It wasn't his fault, maybe he was sacrificing his inmortality for a higher purpose... I am The One, the Avatar. Yes.

Thoughts about how I restrain myself on showing weak emotional spots even in my writings. I only saw my father crying once, so I think I can't cry or be sad about something. Because I am strong, I have no doubts. Because I am a wanderer of the stars, I can't fall in love. I am just walking over the edge of a blade; If I move, I will die. Eternally.

Illidan is in troubles. The people of Azeroth are chasing him, in his "madness". Sometimes I feel empathy for him, in fact, my mother was a Highborne. His madness and his lust for power is something I should write about in a Novel, or a poem. On the other hand, Arthas seems to grow more powerful every second. I sense his energies in my dreams. I have to be nimble in The Dream to evade his powerful radiations, or else I would fall within his Acolytes. I am the ideal kind of man for that, The Traitor said. And he will keep on saying it.

The Traitor. He is near, I smell it in the air. I will eliminate him. I am sure he talks to the other members of the Guild about me. That bastard dwarf. I can't believe he was my uncle.

My friend Gardawer offered himself to kill Rakzuel. He doesn't know about the the dark future of the Warlock, he only wants to do it because he sees himself simply as a fire being. He is like an angry Goat, he goes for everything. That is why I consider him one of my most loyal comrades, and my empathy for him is almost unlimited. Still, I said to him that it wasn't necessary. Velice would be sad as the sea in winter if I kill her brother.

The day was excellent for some subtle hunt. The insects I caught were great, and the herbs, too. I am about to complete one of my herb albums and that makes me happy. Very happy.

Maybe the Crystal City is not a very practical plan... But I need to do something apart from helping villagers and the Alliance. It is a long bath in futility.

To achieve inmortality I can use any mountain. But I need a storm. The ray will fall in my head and I will be made of Virya, gold, the matter that doesn't die. Entropy shall be forgoten.

Maybe I have to talk sincerely about this with my friends. I will become mad if I keep on saving these thoughts for myself. I revise my writings, and many of them just show myself as a confused man. It has to do with my nature, I just have to know what will happen to me. Thousand years are..........................................

*the rest of the writing is filled with strange symbols*

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Once I had found you, but now you are lost

You filled my eternal thirst, and fed me the supper of love.

Held my hand when the clouds cried, and held me close when lighting struck.

Loved you I did, when no one else could be loved, and gave you the hammer to break the key to my heart.

With everything inside me I wanted to hold on

But lost you were, and no where could you be found.

My internal bleeding drown you, and nothing inside of me could save you.

The hammer that once shattered the key turned sides and slammed into my heart.

Ador you I will, yearn for you I must.

Forever shall you remain , stabbed into the vein, and clipped to the lining that outlines the crippled pieces of my fragmented heart.