I was bored and quickly wrote this little... drabble of some sort on how my favorite bachelors feel for the female farmers. You can probably tell from all the clues given in the first three paragraphs who's the bachelor. Anyways enjoy this short little story.

Dear Lillian, Angela, and Molly

She was like a flower, a flower that stood out from the others. Her beauty being shown by her petals never fell to the ground, it stayed attached to the bud. Her flower never wilted, but instead it sowed more of its seeds into the soil around it. The soil was the hearts of her dear friends, one being my own.

The seed sown into my heart seemed to keep growing rapidly every day we spent time together. Her smiles were the sunshine for the flower and the sad tears her eyes let loose were the water. My heart ached when I saw her crying; I couldn't help but hug her every time I saw her in that state.

One day, my flower was in full bloom just like hers.

X~X~X

She was like a book that I'd find in the town hall. A book so interesting that I couldn't dare close it. The book about her life had such vivid descriptions; if I could I'd add in a description of how beautiful she was. The book seemed more fitting as a diary.

It was strange, but the book seemed to have the scent of lavender just like her. Lavender was my favorite flower.

Occasionally on days at work, she'd visit. Sometimes I was frustrated on those days and I'd try my best to put on a façade until she left. Then there was the times that façade faded and I'd accidently yell at her. I was surprised. She didn't dare cry or dash out. She just stood there at the counter asking me if I was stressed; if I was she'd get me to talk about it and strange enough I'd feel better.

X~X~X

Her bright smiles could be compared to the stars. Those bright smiles of hers make my heart all warm and soon enough I'd be giving her one of my own. Why you make me feel this way, I can only ask you such a thing for I know barely anything about the world outside.

When your presence is near, I feel sparks of magic go wild in my chest. It's crazy but true. I guess I do have feelings for you. Whatever they are, I can sense they are strong just like the relationship between you and your animals on the farm.

X~X~X

Today you walk down the aisle and with every step you take you get closer to me. All eyes are on you and me. People in their seats are either happy or sad, shedding tears of joy or sorrow. Some may disapprove of us, but why should we care?

I love you and you love me. Don't we deserve to be happy? If not speak now or we will forever hold our place in matrimony.

I know the Goddess will certainly ring those bells. We were a match made in heaven and not to burn in the pits of hell. I gave my heart and soul to you in exchange for yours as well. Only time will tell when you are taken from me, but what does that matter to me now? I have you here in front of my own two eyes.

You look nervous, you look scared. I hold your hand and squeeze it tightly.

There is no need to be like that. Take your mind off all the people around us and just look into my eyes. Forever I shall be faithful, forever I shall protect you, forever I shall stay by your side, forever I shall love you.

Forever may seem like nothing but a lie…

But, I'll tell you here and now as the pastor reads from his bible…

I whisper in your ear softly.

"I'll love you till the day I die."

Love,
Cam, Gill, and Wizard