Link-aholic
Note: I don't own rights to Link or Nintendo Power. Shigeru Miyamoto rocks!
Imagine, a five-year old me leafing through the first issue of Nintendo Power
and coming across a full-page shot of that one amazing guy
with whom I am now and forever will be obsessed.
He was my knight in a bright green tunic,
a wishful fantasy of my childhood,
my green-clad hero.
A tall guy with golden-blond hair, deep blue eyes
and this smile that would make my whole self melt.
He was inhumanly handsome yet pixelated.
My hero was just a block of colored squares
with a blocky wooden stick, that was supposed to be a sword,
that he would swing at blocky enemies who would flee in simulated terror.
Still somehow I was in love.
Well, as much in love as a girl
who's watched too many Disney movies can be.
Since then, many years have passed.
I started having crushes on real guys.
…or other fictional characters…
But every time Shigeru Miyamoto
gets it into his head to make a new game,
it adds more fuel to the fire.
And by now that fire's become a volcano,
the size of Death Mountain…
No, more…
In my head and in my heart,
it explodes every time I see his bright eyes,
his gentle smile…
I can tell that something's wrong with me.
I somehow realize that I'll never really love a real guy.
because they will never live up to his perfection.
Hi,
My name is Faith,
And I'm a Link-aholic.
Mmmmmmmmm... Poetry. Tell me what you think, please. Or if you can relate! I want to know if there are others out there who feel the same way! If there are, we could start Link-aholics Anonymous!