Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Dumb Love ❯ One-Shot

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3/18/07 Haven't written anything in a long time. So this was kinda rushed. Was just in one of those moods I guess. Going through the same thing right now. This doesn't mean I want your opionion on my personal life. But this is my very short piece of work. So don't copy, don't rearrange words and call it your own. I do have it written and have shown it to multiple people before posting it. Plus, just to sum up a few things my boyfriend is in the army, so at any time he can go away on duty so this is about him and about me. So just be nice! ~JJQueen is a pen name MINE!

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I keep wishing you were with me. Holding me tight. Feeling your heart beat against my back. Your breath blowing softly at my neck. Knowing I am safe in your arms. Listening to you breath, having you lost in dreams. Turning, in your arms, tracing your features with my finger tips. Trying to remember them to not lose this feeling I have for you.

There are so many things I long to say from my heart. But, it is to soon to give you my love. If you were to look me in my eyes would you see the depth of my love for you. Would you return it, treasure it like your most valuable gift. Or would I be torn asunder. Lost in my own despair.

As I trace your features, thinking will I see you again. Would you love me again. Would I watch you in your sleep, lost in dreamland. I ponder these things unable to sleep full of worry. Tonight might be our last night. Your duty to country, to family to great.

I turn from you pondering if I should tell you anything. Would it change the future, would it change our relationship. I touch the soft curve of my belly. Will you except this one as your own. Should I keep this one as my own. I place your hand on my belly. Can you feel my love for you in there. You slide your hand over my hip pulling me in close. For now you except me, wanting me close. But for how long.

Feeling you hold me tight. Feeling your heart beat with mine. Your breath slowly relaxing me. Feeling safe in your arms. Becoming lost in my own dreams. Trying to hold on to this memory.