A Time For Us
By: Brown-Eyes
Disclaimer- I don't own any of these characters....I wish I owned Christian....
Summary- Christian writes Satine a letter.
Dearest Satine,
My heart cries in agony for you. I cry for you. It has only been but a few weeks since I lost you...but for my soul it feels like an eternity. An eternity without your touch...your voice...your love.
Oh...what I would give to see you again. I would travel to hell and back just to see you one last time. To hold you...to touch you. Things that I had taken for granted before...I would now gladly but down my life for.
Do you still think of me, Satine?
Do you miss me?
Do you hungry for my love as I hungry for yours?
Do you long for me as I long for you?
I know all these silly questions. But I can't help but ask them. I worry that you no longer love me. That you no longer think of me. That you don't long for me as I long for you. But I know that you must still love me. That you will always love me.
I don't know why I write these letters to you, darling. Its not like I will ever send them to you...or you will ever read them. I just find comfort...comfort in the fact that in one way or another I can still talk to you. That I haven't lost you completely. That somehow you're still here with me.
So I suppose I will bury this letter away with all the other unsent letter addressed to you. I'll hide it away with all the things left undone and unsaid between us. I'll hide it away with our dreams Satine.
And I'll wait. I'll wait for a time when we can be together again. When we don't have to hide our love. I'll be waiting for a time us.
Season's may change,
winter to spring.
I love you...
till the end of time."
Love you always and forever,
Christian
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Hope you guys enjoyed this fiction. But I feel all depressed after writing it, Why can't I ever write a happy fiction?
By: Brown-Eyes
Disclaimer- I don't own any of these characters....I wish I owned Christian....
Summary- Christian writes Satine a letter.
Dearest Satine,
My heart cries in agony for you. I cry for you. It has only been but a few weeks since I lost you...but for my soul it feels like an eternity. An eternity without your touch...your voice...your love.
Oh...what I would give to see you again. I would travel to hell and back just to see you one last time. To hold you...to touch you. Things that I had taken for granted before...I would now gladly but down my life for.
Do you still think of me, Satine?
Do you miss me?
Do you hungry for my love as I hungry for yours?
Do you long for me as I long for you?
I know all these silly questions. But I can't help but ask them. I worry that you no longer love me. That you no longer think of me. That you don't long for me as I long for you. But I know that you must still love me. That you will always love me.
I don't know why I write these letters to you, darling. Its not like I will ever send them to you...or you will ever read them. I just find comfort...comfort in the fact that in one way or another I can still talk to you. That I haven't lost you completely. That somehow you're still here with me.
So I suppose I will bury this letter away with all the other unsent letter addressed to you. I'll hide it away with all the things left undone and unsaid between us. I'll hide it away with our dreams Satine.
And I'll wait. I'll wait for a time when we can be together again. When we don't have to hide our love. I'll be waiting for a time us.
Season's may change,
winter to spring.
I love you...
till the end of time."
Love you always and forever,
Christian
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Hope you guys enjoyed this fiction. But I feel all depressed after writing it, Why can't I ever write a happy fiction?
