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It's funny that we both steal glances until there's nothing left to take. I have to wonder when I see you looking out of the corner of my eye, but when I look back you scatter, and maybe it was nothing. Still, when you look at me I smile, trying to hide that I'm thining about you too. And maybe it's a little bit of you, too; warming the corners of my heart, my grin crinkles so naturally with your gaze.
Someday you'll be mine.
Someday. Maybe.
And the words - the ones I never seem to find - they've never come easier than when I'm with you. Somehow when we talk the words flow out like water, I never go thirsty when we're together. The roller-coaster rides, the 80's rock-and-roll, tales of you, your sister, and your acoustic guitar bubble past your lips, over the dashboard, and straight to me. Oh, I could drink for hours if you're the one pouring. It's so natural I didn't even catch it – the way my head might fit against your shoulder, the way that your gray hoodie might fit next November, the way your fingertips might feel against my skin.
Someday we'll make it happen.
Someday. Maybe.
Because when I look at you I can't help but think these things. Maybe you call my name so often because you like the sound of it in your voice. Maybe when you're looking at your fingers you think about how mine will fit in between, maybe when you watch me walk to the door you think about walking me there yourself. Maybe you feel exactly the same way that I do, and maybe I'll never know.
Or maybe I will. Someday. Maybe.
Please?
Someday you'll be mine.
Someday. Maybe.
And the words - the ones I never seem to find - they've never come easier than when I'm with you. Somehow when we talk the words flow out like water, I never go thirsty when we're together. The roller-coaster rides, the 80's rock-and-roll, tales of you, your sister, and your acoustic guitar bubble past your lips, over the dashboard, and straight to me. Oh, I could drink for hours if you're the one pouring. It's so natural I didn't even catch it – the way my head might fit against your shoulder, the way that your gray hoodie might fit next November, the way your fingertips might feel against my skin.
Someday we'll make it happen.
Someday. Maybe.
Because when I look at you I can't help but think these things. Maybe you call my name so often because you like the sound of it in your voice. Maybe when you're looking at your fingers you think about how mine will fit in between, maybe when you watch me walk to the door you think about walking me there yourself. Maybe you feel exactly the same way that I do, and maybe I'll never know.
Or maybe I will. Someday. Maybe.
Please?
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Julianne
"Julianne" - A story by Nighthawk 81. (c) 2006 by Nighthawk 81, in both this nom de plume and my real name. All rights reserved. Further disclaimer follows the text.
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The setting: the kitchen of one Julianne Brandon.
"You know, Ms Brandon, I had hoped that our first face-to-face meeting would have been under more pleasant circumstances."
The speaker: Arminius Johann Wolfschmidt, writer and producer of television shows, both series and specials. Using the trade name "A.J. Wolfe," he has written some award-winning television
and a couple of bombs, as well. Just over six feet tall, just
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Part 39
Max; "Nao. My first year after my memories began he appeared in my mind. At first we were good friends... however he became dangerous. I allowed him to control my body at times which resulted in bad things for me. Today after a year of silence he's back in my mind. This time with a form only I can see." He looked out the window looking down at his phone.
Gizmo; "So he just killed Frued without touching him? How?" He was almost done with the computer system. Max; "I don't know. After Sin he's grown quiet again appearing randomly or planned.... I just don't know."
Ratchet; "Got it working! Quickly lets call someone!" Gizmo c
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ABOUT LACHLANWOLVES
NAME: LachlanWolves
Lachlan- (LOCK-lin)
Coming from the Gaelic word for Scandinavia, Lochlann, its meanings includes "from the land of lakes."
LachlanWolves come from a very interesting background. Like most animals they once where socialized and lived in colonies. But when a large storm came over Leith it changed the world forever. Bringing ruin over the lands, the Lachlan wolves retreated to cover in secluded groups. Some resorted to wetlands, where they passed away and became one with the land they resorted to. Every LachlanWolf Is a ghost of their past selves. Many features tell stories from their past (past fights, scars, rotting flesh,
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Eh, this is crap. Well, the end is. But some of it I like.
Gosh, I am such a hopeless romantic. XDD.
This isn't about the same person "You See Me" was about, can you tell? This person is so different with me, so much more natural. This is someone I can see going places with, whereas the first guy wasn't a love interest at all...just someone who loves me and was much appreciated. Haha I hope you guys can tell the difference.
The ending is definitely lacking something, what can I do to make it better? Is the "Someday, Maybe, Please" repeated enough to make it strong enough? Would any really dedicated or someone who already read "You See Me" be willing to tell me if the two people written about in each...can you tell they're different? Thank you :3
Gosh, I am such a hopeless romantic. XDD.
This isn't about the same person "You See Me" was about, can you tell? This person is so different with me, so much more natural. This is someone I can see going places with, whereas the first guy wasn't a love interest at all...just someone who loves me and was much appreciated. Haha I hope you guys can tell the difference.
The ending is definitely lacking something, what can I do to make it better? Is the "Someday, Maybe, Please" repeated enough to make it strong enough? Would any really dedicated or someone who already read "You See Me" be willing to tell me if the two people written about in each...can you tell they're different? Thank you :3
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This is so emoving. And it's not bad expressing your feelings. Because we can be romantic, cruel, funny. We can't live without them!