I wrote this story in poetry. I hope you like it. This is a story of how Zim deals with his feelings for Gaz, and the anothers is about Gaz's, and Dib's inner thoughts.

ZIM

" What have you done to me Gaz? A slender beam of light enters this darken Irken hart. Ones aways welcoming the evil joys, and Blind loyalty to the my one mighty Tallest was ones all I needed for life. Now a dark affection for you consumes me.

The fear you instill in those around you fills me with a sickly joy that I can't get enough of. The image of your body pressed up agents mine now is the only goal I seek.

But this is not how a proud Irken should feel. This reevaluation of these feelings tortures me. Now the nights I go with out you in my sights. Pains me in ways that causes me to cry out in tears to this uncaring reality, What have you done to me Gaz?"

DIB

" Zim. I call you my enemy my adversary, you have put the world at jeopardy at time, and time again. And time and time again I had to save it from you. But to be truthful I need you.

I was in Hell from the people that I save from you. The names that they smites me with is like a knife to me soul. I feared that I would spend an eternity in this Pit of uncaring, ignorants. But then you came, and then I had a reason to live. To fight you at every turn. Not to expose you to the world, and prove I'm not mad, but to have a reason to live. You are the reason I still breath. I pry it never ends."

Gaz

" I am consumed with hate, and anger for this world I live in. The lost of the one I called mother brings a pain, and bitterness to a world that has forgotten the type of love that only a mother can bring.

Now all affections diminished at a young age. Were once a child with wide-eyes open to a new world, but love vanished, and hate took holed of my hart. I reject emotions that comes close to showing any sings acting human. Like love, hope, care. All enemies must be kept away from my black hart. Aways driven to be alone. I aways need to be alone with the darkens that glooms around me. That or the sweeter taste of oblivion."