Okay this is really fluffy and it could be adapted to any story really but it fits really well with Robin and Marian so I've decided to post it. I own nothing remember! Do let me know what you think…Enjoy!
The Kind of Love
I can't remember the exact moment I fell in love with him, I suppose the love was always there, I was just unaware of it. If someone asked me now, what kind of love it was. I would lie; I would tell them it was young love, the kind you forget about in a summer. It was, of course nothing like that. It was intense and it was real.
It was the kind of love that you knew would break your heart but you didn't care because when you were with that person it is as if no one else existed. Does that sound too cliché for you? Well then I am sorry you've never experienced it. The kind that burned your heart when you are away from them. The kind that you couldn't get enough of, the kind that when you thought it couldn't get any better, you fell in love with them all over again. The kind that kept you going all day and kept you awake all night. The kind that you held tight enough not to let it slip through your fingers but loose enough so you didn't break it.
It was the kind you spent your whole life looking for. The kind you envied people for.
The kind that made you feel strong and weak at the same time. The kind that every time you are so much as near them, you lost yourself completely…and you wanted to. It was the kind you read about, heard stories about… but so much better.
It was the kind you wanted to tell everyone about. The kind you wanted to keep a secret. The kind you had to hide in case God found out how happy you were and took it away from you.
The kind you knew would last for eternity. The kind that people would tell stories about in hundred of years time.
It was the kind of love you lived for, the kind you died for. The kind of love you left for, the kind you stayed for… the kind of love you waited for, the kind of love you come back for.
And it still is.