Disclaimer: Gundam Wing is not my property, unfortunately.
Author's Note: I decided to try something a little different I needed a break and this is it. A simple collection of extremely short, stand alones I guess. They will tell a story hopefully. Well enjoy my new piece!
Thoughts of Wing
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Love.
L-O-V-E.
A simple enough, for letter word. And yet...yet...I have no idea what it means. The dictionary defines it as 'a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person'.
That means nothing to me.
I've read books on the ideals of love, I've read poetry, sonnets, and plays written to the topic and yet it still leaves me baffled. This undefinable, unknown emotion has me stunned.
I can tell you of bafflement though, the bafflement that was the whirlwind of violet eyes and long hair that suddenly blew into my life. The confusion of this person who refused to be frightened by my cold stares and harsh glances. The unyielding cheerfulness that managed to get to me, working it's way into my ridged existence.
I could also tell you of envy. A painful jealously to be just like him. To be able to live, and fight with such a passion. To believe in something, to hold hope. I gave up hope long ago.
Of longing...the bone deep longing that I was different. That all my emotions hadn't been stamped out in an effort for perfection. That the drugs, the training, the behaviour modification had never been. I long to feel as he does, to laugh, to cry, to live...to love.
But love...this emotion I seek to understand.
I've read how it's crushed empires, ruined great men and women, brought about the fall of nations.
At the same time it's won wars, spoke of peace, created hope where there was once devastation, and brought those back those on the brink of destruction.
I've read all these things, I'm researched it till the dawn hours as you sleep near by, I've contemplated it as I watch you living the life I want to be part of. All this I've seen and observed...yet I'm left wondering.
Is what I'm feeling love?
