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Whose Army
Alright, I'll admit it. All this time I've been getting to know you, being your friend, making you laugh, it's because I like you. I think about you practically 24/7. Well, more like 18/7. I've got on a 18 hour sort of schedule. I haven't been dreaming about you, so those six hours in between don't really count. I haven't really been dreaming much at all, honestly. If I could bump that 18 up to 24 it would actually be kind of nice.

That's beside the point. The point is that I want to be with you right now. I want to be able to completely envelop myself in your glory. I want to be able to tell you everything that's on my mind, and have you make me feel better.

I want to be able to tell you how beautiful you are without it being weird. I want to be able to look into those amazing eyes that you have nonstop, forever, without you ever looking away. To be able to hold you close when you have a bad day.

I know that you don't feel the same way about me. I know. When my phone lights up with your name on it, so do I. I spend more time trying to think of some sort of witty response than I would spend writing dialog in a film.

Basically, the truth is that you completely amaze me. I don't even know how you do it, but you are absolutely incredible. In so many ways. Sometimes something new comes up and it just adds to the aura of amazing that surrounds you. And it's an aura that I think you yourself have trouble seeing sometimes. Which is awful.

So now I'm telling you the truth. Here in my little notebook, I'm letting you know. I love you more than a groundhog loves the Earth and pigs.

Now fuck off.

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