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Djibrilshadow Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 5:36 am
ok. Post away. Judging = at end of the month.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 5:03 pm
The young woman sits, and thinks. "Why do I love him? Let's see. Because he is wonderful. Because just hearing his name makes my heart leap and pound, and my head feels giddy. Because he has a heart large enough to seat Manhattan. He wants to protect the world." She smiles slightly. "And because when he talks to me, he makes me feel like I am beautiful, the most beautiful woman in the world. Without saying it. He makes me feel attractive, even as I hate my looks. He makes me feel warm, safe, amazing. And all he does is be himself, and love me. And that? That is what I love him most for. For loving me. For seeing me as worthy of love when even I did not. He saved my life, my heart. I was ready to die, and he walked into my life, and saved me."
She sits back. "He is a tall, sweet, and handsome fellow. He has the cutest red hair, sadly buzzcut for his job right now. He's in the air force. Wants to be a pilot but can't, do to eyes. Instead he is a plane mechanic. He's a little nerdy, but in the most adorable way. How can I not love him? He makes me feel complete."
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Aria Starstone Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 11:44 pm
"How much do I love my precious person? Well, I love my precious person so much that when I'm with them everything just seems to work, like I'm on a natural high. The sun shines when I'm talking to them, the sky is the prettiest blue that has ever been seen. The grass smells so deliciously sweet, the birdies seem as if they're singing just for us. When I'm with this person I feel as if I've been completed and that at that moment I can die with no regrets, but at the same time I know that if I died I would hate myself for the rest of eternity, knowing that I failed to be with them. When I'm with them I feel as if I am with the most beautiful person in the whole world and that no one, no one can make me any degree of upset when I'm in their presence. Though when I'm not with them it seems as if the whole world has just slowed down. Things aren't as bright, as colorful as I remember them being with that special person of mine. I feel depressed, as if my life is gone when I'm not with them. They complete me, and when I'm not with them I feel so terribly cold. Like all warmth has been sucked out of the world, as if they are my only source for warmth, for happiness. In truth, what I've said so far is only the extreme peek of the emotional iceberg and it would take me for the rest of my days and the rest of my nights and the rest of my eternal life, where ever I end up, just to even express a piece of what I feel for this person. My special person, they're everything to me."
"Why do I feel so strongly for my special person? Well, because they see me for me. When I'm with them, and even when I'm not with them, I know that they know who I really am, and I know who they really are. They know my deepest fears, they know my hearts desires, they know what makes me laugh and what makes me cry, what makes me think, and they know this without me telling them. I know what when I go to them with a problem they will listen and make me feel better, even if they don't side with me. They know all the right things to say in any situation; they finish my thoughts, my sentences, they complete my very soul. If I with them I'm on top of the world and if I'm not with them I can't stop thinking about them, wanting them to be with me, though at the same time I'm okay with the fact we sometimes need time apart. We understand and we know each other, that's why I love them so deeply." There was a steady stream of tears from her one uncovered eye as she smiled weakly, looking out of the window and into the snow covered night sky. There was a far away look in her eyes, as if she had been transported far away, perhaps maybe transported to the place where her special person was, and maybe the special person noticed because the tears stopped and the smile widened. "I hope to God she's safe where ever she may be, and I hope to God if she is hurt that I can cure her... And I know she feels the same towards me."
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 1:52 am
My special person, the love of my heart. I can only express the feeling as one can express the feeling of flight. His hair reminds me of hot chocolate… soft enough to run my fingers through. His eyes are like priceless sapphires. I love him. There is no other when he’s around. I end up sleeping with his shirts because I miss him and his scent lingers in the clothing. So I breathe it in and I feel his arms around me, holding me safe and I know everything will be alright.
I remember going on a double date. We were all on a Ferris wheel and I hated going on that particular ride. I can’t explain why I do…I just don’t like them. Well I clung to him even though I admired the view from above with all the twinkling city and park lights. No one really knew how afraid I was to be above so high…no one believed me until tears sparkled in my eyes and he had taken me seriously. So he let me cling to him and cry my fears out.
A friendship that developed into a romance. He’s very sweet, sensitive, and such a techno geek. But he’s my techno geek. I wish he was here so we could snuggle together, drink hot tea or hot coco with peppermint schnapps and watch a movie together. He’s supported me when times were tough, when things were low. He’s been my strength and he’s been my ear when I needed someone to just listen or even point things out. He even flew from the other side of the states so we could meet…
I love him with all my heart. Our song had become Aerosmith’s I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing. We’ll be each other’s forever and always.
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