Post by Tatsu on Oct 19, 2010 1:52:57 GMT -5
Insane
As she sat there brushing his hair she couldn’t help but to chuckle. Mary was her name and she was a beautiful woman. Her silky long black hair flowed down to the man’s head, it seemed to cushion it. She had the sweetest smile on her face, red lips that puckered up oh so sweetly. Beautiful green eyes and a stare that would have any guy fall to their knees.
“Sweet Jake tell me your thoughts.” She asked the man. She was brushing his rough dirty blond hair; his eyes wide open revealing one blue and one green, a difference in both. How she loved that so! Mary would gaze into his eyes for countless hours and just see true bliss. She told him every day how much they meant to her… so you couldn’t blame her.
They were so cute together, him in his white clothing and her in her black. She wore a beautiful black dress that revealed her curves; it was to die for! He… well his body simply showed a white t-shirt and white cargo shorts. She didn’t care as long as he had those eyes!
She used simple and hard strokes at random times, depending on her thoughts. Again… you couldn’t blame her for what she had done. “So beautiful your lovely eyes Jake!” She cried out with a chuckle. Her fingers slowly revealing some red. Perhaps working her fingers so hard?
The town always agreed she was an odd ball. He didn’t care he loved her anyways. Love is such a powerful word for this occasion. He went to no ends to please her. He would make her breakfast, lunch and dinner. Soon after he found out from the doctors about her condition, he distanced himself. Yet he would still treat her like a queen and that simply pissed her off.
How could such a being of Light love her? How could he care for her unlike those other people? She despised all of them… but not him. Yet I stress this part… what she had done you couldn’t blame her.
Such a light person shouldn’t be with her? Why not? Oh I see… darkness and light don’t blend and there is a good reason for that. “All done.” Her sweet voice cried out as she stood. His head still in her hands. “Now let me put you up there.” His head lifting and simply setting on a pedestal she carved earlier that day.
The smile on his face never left… not even after she carved it from his neck. His eyes still looking at her, she chuckled and ran into the kitchen to make him some tea. Peppermint was his favorite.
Moments later she came skipping down, she saw his face and smiled. “Tea love?” She asked handing his corpse the cup. The smile still there. She took a sip of her cup and set it down. She now laughed… laughed at how their love was.
Romantic isn’t it? The town always thought she was an Odd ball. And so should you.
As she sat there brushing his hair she couldn’t help but to chuckle. Mary was her name and she was a beautiful woman. Her silky long black hair flowed down to the man’s head, it seemed to cushion it. She had the sweetest smile on her face, red lips that puckered up oh so sweetly. Beautiful green eyes and a stare that would have any guy fall to their knees.
“Sweet Jake tell me your thoughts.” She asked the man. She was brushing his rough dirty blond hair; his eyes wide open revealing one blue and one green, a difference in both. How she loved that so! Mary would gaze into his eyes for countless hours and just see true bliss. She told him every day how much they meant to her… so you couldn’t blame her.
They were so cute together, him in his white clothing and her in her black. She wore a beautiful black dress that revealed her curves; it was to die for! He… well his body simply showed a white t-shirt and white cargo shorts. She didn’t care as long as he had those eyes!
She used simple and hard strokes at random times, depending on her thoughts. Again… you couldn’t blame her for what she had done. “So beautiful your lovely eyes Jake!” She cried out with a chuckle. Her fingers slowly revealing some red. Perhaps working her fingers so hard?
The town always agreed she was an odd ball. He didn’t care he loved her anyways. Love is such a powerful word for this occasion. He went to no ends to please her. He would make her breakfast, lunch and dinner. Soon after he found out from the doctors about her condition, he distanced himself. Yet he would still treat her like a queen and that simply pissed her off.
How could such a being of Light love her? How could he care for her unlike those other people? She despised all of them… but not him. Yet I stress this part… what she had done you couldn’t blame her.
Such a light person shouldn’t be with her? Why not? Oh I see… darkness and light don’t blend and there is a good reason for that. “All done.” Her sweet voice cried out as she stood. His head still in her hands. “Now let me put you up there.” His head lifting and simply setting on a pedestal she carved earlier that day.
The smile on his face never left… not even after she carved it from his neck. His eyes still looking at her, she chuckled and ran into the kitchen to make him some tea. Peppermint was his favorite.
Moments later she came skipping down, she saw his face and smiled. “Tea love?” She asked handing his corpse the cup. The smile still there. She took a sip of her cup and set it down. She now laughed… laughed at how their love was.
Romantic isn’t it? The town always thought she was an Odd ball. And so should you.
