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Three O'Clock
I have loved her for years. Since she had first understood the meaning of me I have loved her. She had never known me of course; we lived in two separate worlds. She did, however, know of me. It was because of me that she spent time with her beloved sister. Time, ha ha. What a silly notion. Time is of the essence; I do not have the time; you are not on time. "Time"; what a fallacy. Time is not a what, but rather a who and this who, just so happens to be in love. It could never be though. She did not know who I am. She knew what I represent, though.
One night, I got the nerve to speak with the connector of our two worlds. I asked him if I could possibly visit her. He said yes and so I went to her world. When I found her she was sleeping peacefully in the grass. My, she was a beautiful sight. My heart nearly burst when I finally got to see her in person. I couldn't help myself. I picked her up and ran off with her. She awoke with a start and starting screaming at me. She begged me to let her go as I jumped into the hole back to my world. I explained to her that it was all a game, then I kissed her and she called me a pervert. Her words hurt me down to my heart, but I ran off back to my kingdom.
Since her coming to my world, I visited her every day. I was overjoyed, I hugged her every time I saw her, but she would yell at me, call me names and push me away. I did my best to keep her safe, I protected her from all of the bad people who would hurt her, but she still hated me and would yell at me all of the time. Her words of hate stung my heart and the angered look I always received from her made my heart ache. If only she knew who I truly was. I talked to him again, asking him why she hated me so, I asked him what I could do to get her to love me. He told me that I had to back off, I had to leave her alone. Leave her alone? I can't possibly do that, I love her! I ignored him and went about the way I always did, but she grew more intolerant of me. One day, she yelled at me so severely that I just didn't know what to do. My heart was breaking and her words pained me down to my soul. She caught the glint of tears just on the rim of my eyes and stopped at once with a questioning look in her eyes. She asked what was wrong and I asked her what I had to do for her to love me, I begged for her not to hate me. She told me that she could never love me and I just lost it. I began crying at the sound of her sweet voice telling me the thing I least wanted to hear. She told me that, maybe if I was cuter, she could tolerate me. I showed her my true for and she just stared. I looked at her hopefully, but slumped slightly when she just stared. Suddenly she scooped me up and hugged me. I was so happy! I couldn't believe that she was hugging me!
After that day she treated me more nicely. She didn't stop yelling at me all together, but she did ease up. I tell her every day that I love her; sometimes she just smiles, but most of the time she just rolls her eyes. Maybe one day she will understand and begin to love me. He says that she cannot know the truth, for if she does she can never return to my world. He says that if she remembers, if she finds out who I truly am, the ties to her world and mine will be broken and I can never see her again. I guess I just have to accept what I have. I have her finally, my Alice.