I am crazy about him! My angel. He came for me from across the galaxy. My gift from the Universe.

I never knew what love was... until I saw his face. I must have loved him from before, because, when our eyes met, the feeling welled up inside me little by little and overwhelmed me, giving me no alternative than to surrender to it. I gravitated towards him, like a fragment of a star towards Earth. I revolve around him just like the Earth around the Sun. He is my solid ground, he is my light and warmth.

I know him so well and I adore everything about him. I must have known him from before, I must have expected him. Because I understand him completely, nothing surprises me, everything feels familiar, feels like home, when I'm around him. He is a part of me, as I am a part of him. I feel complete, I feel happy and at peace.

I can sense his strong heart but also the child within him, and so I can only treat him delicately. In turn, I feel vulnerable beneath his glance, as if my heart is in his hand; but I never feel any danger, because he always protects me with his love. And I would protect him, even at the cost of my life.

Our minds melt down into one when we touch, so that there are no boundaries between emotions and is but only one consciousness and two bodies.

I have only one fear... that of losing him, because now, having felt complete, having felt what oneness means, I could never go on living with my soul torn in half. It's only logical.

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He drives me crazy! That pointy-eared imp! Why the hell didn't he remain on his planet? Why is the Universe punishing me like this?

I never knew I could feel the urge to strangle someone… until I saw that arrogant grimace of a smile. There must be some nasty karma between us, or else I wouldn't care less what his opinions are, but I am willing to fight him to the death, just to protect my views. We're as opposite as Venus and Mars… as Earth and Vulcan. He's a materialistic, ambitious bastard. Nothing gets to him and it burns me up.

Sometimes I think I don't know him at all, but, the little I know drives me up the wall. I can't believe I thought a guy like that would make a good partner for me! Just when I think I'm beginning to understand him, he either shuts down inside himself or does stuff that completely throws me off. We couldn't be more different from each other. I feel lonely, miserable and confuse.

I sometimes wonder if he's even got a heart. Oh, and he is such a kid… which proves it that all males, be they human or alien, are just big babies! The thing I hate most is how he thinks he can read me by analyzing my voice and body language and is so sure he understands where I'm coming from –when he doesn't know s*it. Plus his idea of love is to constantly point out what I'm doing wrong and trying to optimize me. I mean, is he completely unaware he's got issues of his own that need to be fixed? But do I go there? No!

And I freakin' hate it that he can read my mind when he touches me; there are things better left unknown. I wish he'd stop with the mind-melding and be more into… more human expressions of affection.

I sooo need a break from him and if I don't get it I swear I'm putting out for a transfer to another ship and if I never see him again, it will be too soon. Up yours, logic!