Sometimes, when I look at you I think that you are the most wonderful
person on this whole damned World.
Sometimes, I wonder why fate would ever bless me with your presence.
Sometimes, when I look at you I think I might die.
Sometimes. I do.
"Mamo-chan don't leave me, not again, I couldn't bear it. Don't leave me alone here. Never leave me, never leave."
You would mutter to me as you fell asleep in my arms. Your silken hair wrapped around us like a golden cocoon. These were times when we had just barely escaped some terrible danger and I had died. Your love brought me back home, back to you. My beloved.
Sometimes, when you smile at me my breath catches in my throat and I can do nothing but gather you up in my arms and kiss you until your own breath catches. You share my fate.
Sometimes, when you grace others with that smile, as you often do. I feel a burning heat inside my heart. I know that if they ever cause that smile to stop they will suffer my wrath.
Sometimes, you can be so alluring all I want to do is take you and love you.
Sometimes. I do.
"Usako, I wish you wouldn't do that."
"Do what Mamo-chan?"
You'd say with that cheeky grin and the innocent eyes and the laughter in your voice, you know full well the affects you have on me.
Wearing my shirt that reveals all together too much skin you peer over my shoulder as I study a textbook or read a paper. You never could bear to not be the centre of attention. Like a cat that walks on the pages you are reading.
You breathe gently on my neck, nipping and kissing the delicate skin just between my shoulder and neck. The place that sends tingles down my spine. And you know it. You edge closer to me. Finally I take you in my arms. Pinning your body to me. You laugh with delight.
"Why Mr. Chiba, are you trying to seduce me?"
"Trying? No my dear. I thought I was succeeding." You would laugh all the way to the bedroom.
Sometimes, I love you and I worry my heart would break if I were ever parted from you. I think of the future and I worry about that. I worry that we will be apart then. But it doesn't matter, as long as I have you now.
Sometimes, I love you too much and I think I might be stifling you, I try to let you have your freedom and I push you away. You pay me no heed. I guess you've learnt to put up with me over the years and you are so strong now. I am so proud of you.
For all the sometimes there is one constant always. That I love, I love you more each time I hear you, or smell you or see you. I know that you love me back; that we will always save each other. That makes me so happy. So incredibly and deliriously happy.
I love you.
I'm guilty of loving you so much that sometimes it hurts. I've done some stupid things. I've hurt you more than you'd like to admit, I'm sorry for that. Tsukino Usagi, my Usako, I hope you can forgive me enough. To be my wife.
Sometimes, I wonder why fate would ever bless me with your presence.
Sometimes, when I look at you I think I might die.
Sometimes. I do.
"Mamo-chan don't leave me, not again, I couldn't bear it. Don't leave me alone here. Never leave me, never leave."
You would mutter to me as you fell asleep in my arms. Your silken hair wrapped around us like a golden cocoon. These were times when we had just barely escaped some terrible danger and I had died. Your love brought me back home, back to you. My beloved.
Sometimes, when you smile at me my breath catches in my throat and I can do nothing but gather you up in my arms and kiss you until your own breath catches. You share my fate.
Sometimes, when you grace others with that smile, as you often do. I feel a burning heat inside my heart. I know that if they ever cause that smile to stop they will suffer my wrath.
Sometimes, you can be so alluring all I want to do is take you and love you.
Sometimes. I do.
"Usako, I wish you wouldn't do that."
"Do what Mamo-chan?"
You'd say with that cheeky grin and the innocent eyes and the laughter in your voice, you know full well the affects you have on me.
Wearing my shirt that reveals all together too much skin you peer over my shoulder as I study a textbook or read a paper. You never could bear to not be the centre of attention. Like a cat that walks on the pages you are reading.
You breathe gently on my neck, nipping and kissing the delicate skin just between my shoulder and neck. The place that sends tingles down my spine. And you know it. You edge closer to me. Finally I take you in my arms. Pinning your body to me. You laugh with delight.
"Why Mr. Chiba, are you trying to seduce me?"
"Trying? No my dear. I thought I was succeeding." You would laugh all the way to the bedroom.
Sometimes, I love you and I worry my heart would break if I were ever parted from you. I think of the future and I worry about that. I worry that we will be apart then. But it doesn't matter, as long as I have you now.
Sometimes, I love you too much and I think I might be stifling you, I try to let you have your freedom and I push you away. You pay me no heed. I guess you've learnt to put up with me over the years and you are so strong now. I am so proud of you.
For all the sometimes there is one constant always. That I love, I love you more each time I hear you, or smell you or see you. I know that you love me back; that we will always save each other. That makes me so happy. So incredibly and deliriously happy.
I love you.
I'm guilty of loving you so much that sometimes it hurts. I've done some stupid things. I've hurt you more than you'd like to admit, I'm sorry for that. Tsukino Usagi, my Usako, I hope you can forgive me enough. To be my wife.