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She's quite misunderstood. I'm here to fix that. That and her track-record thus far. I'm here to make things work out, to make it all better. I think that I'm her knight in cracked, battered, torn, bloodstained and worn out armor.
The words hit me like a blast of dynamite. I couldn't believe it. To give people time to adjust? Why the hell do they need it? Who cares what they think? We owe them no explanation. Those words where the blast that shattered my state of mind.
I'm eternally grateful that she let me have her key this afternoon. I was bored, feeling sick and getting exhausted from the pressure. And now I'm going to pass out and sleep..... for a long time. Not an eternity, but a long time.
I delight in spending time with friends, with my amazing girlfriend, with tabletop roleplaying. I delight in life. In the sound of the rain, the kiss of the sun and the wind. I delight in living to the best of my abilities.
As she spoke those words in my ear again, my heart thudding out a sick beat in my chest, I breathed again. I'd been saved from that horrific fate. This time. Next time she may not be there to save me from it. And that thought? It scared me. Still scares me. Chills me to the bone. I'm afraid that one day I won't be saved from the words that hurt and destroy til they eat a hole in your heart and infect your thoughts like a vicious virus, gnawing and melting away any semblance of humanity you had left in you until you become a shell, empty and broken, wishing that you would hear those three little words again and be made whole in a seconds time. Thats what it means to be saved. To me. Now I should get off of the internet and go tell her that I love her. She deserves it.
Seconds tick by, turning to minutes, warping to hours and still I never tire of her at my side. The warmth of her skin on mine, the smell of her shampoo as we snuggle and the beautiful sweet nothings we whisper. The seconds stop as she looks into my eyes and whispers 'I Love You.' And nothing could be more important than those seconds, nothing in the world could be more important than her.
I soak up her love like a goddamned sponge. Whenever we're together, I'm wetter and more syrupy than a bowl of concentrated sugar water. And I love every minute of it. Absolutely love it. As much as I love her.
"Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to tell me why we do not have cows." The grunt looked at the general in dismay and then spouted this stream of words. "Sir! We don't have cows because they pee in the house Sir!"
Bought some posters today. Decorated my room. Now its fuckin' awesome. Bet you wish your room was as cool as my room. My room pimpslaps your brain and is like BAM! Yours? Nah.
She's miles from me now. Just earlier she was pressed against me, her heart beating in tune with mine. Now she's gone down a long, lonely highway. It'll be days before I see her again. Hope she thinks of me as much as I do her.
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