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Cole Tyler Baltin (cole_baltin) wrote,
@ 2003-04-30 19:20:00
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    Journal,
    Didn't sleep last night. Bloody hell I couldn't. I sat in the commonroom for hours after she went up to bed, I stared at the door to the girls dormitory wondering if I had ever felt so wonderful! My mind got to work, I started imagining things that probably shouldn't be running through my brain.
    *blushes slightly as he writes*
    Things a gentleman shouldn't be imagining.
    So I picked up a book, studied for those blasted OWLS, read. Couldn't sleep, better than the alternatives, nightmares. I should sleep, but I can't. I'm floating. It's an almost embarassing feeling but I feel to good to be ashamed.


    Dear Liz,
    I am writing to say good evening to the wild child who stole my heart, and made sure I went back to my dorm thouroughly soaked. I had so much fun last night. I can't wait to see you again. I haven't sleapt a wink.
    So instead I read, studied, and pictured you naked and wrote.

    Have you ever loved
    With all your soul
    Felt the burning
    Lost control?
    Ached with want
    Panged with need?
    I bet you not
    I have indeed

    The beautiful girl
    Who has taken a hold
    Cannot be compared
    To a mountain of gold
    Elizabeth is life
    She is my breath
    And I will dream of her
    Until my death

    Yes that's what I wrote. It's terrible, I'm no poet. I have, however, been working on a suprise in my boredom, as soon as I can see you... It has to do with what you said last evening.
    -Cole


    She's so hot, and that smile, and those eyes. I melt for those eyes. And that body... damn

    -Cole


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