Hi hi! This is a one shot I just came up with real quick, its short but I like it. If you read it, please review it I would love to know what youu think, helpful critisim is welcome as long as your polite. :)
A/N: This is supposed to be From Emmas Point of view about Tancred.
He's not perfect. Im not stupid enough to think he is, but he's perfect for me. He has his problems, just like every other human. He has a bit of a temper, and sometimes he can be vain. But none of that matters to me. Its impossible to be perfect. Its impossible to define perfect. Everybody has their own perspective. To me, he is perfect. He's so much different from me. Tall, handsome, powerful, and outgoing. While me? Im small, quiet and I don't really use my endowment for recreational purposes. Together we make a great team.
He tells me his secrets, I tell him mine. Hes my best friend, and I know for a fact that he is not perfect. He makes mistakes. Everyone does. He dosn't always know how to stop, or how to start. When to go, or when to stay. It dosn't matter to me. Who would want to be around a "perfect" person anyways? Whats the fun in that? He's like my personal stress reliever. I don't know how id make it without him. I have other friends of course, but theres just something about him that makes me...smile. He knows how to get me through my harder days, and hes there for me. He's a part of me, and he dosn't even know. He dosn't have any idea how much he means to me. How it makes me smile just when he says hi, or asks me to sit by him. When he gives me his jacket because its cold, or lets me cut in front of him for lunch. Sometimes he makes mistakes. Sometimes he lashes out irrationally. Sometimes he gets upset over small things. Thats just who he is. Nobody's perfect. He see's things differently. He dosn't always think.
I know what people think. Im different, shy, quiet. Artsy. Not his type, but it dosn't matter to me. I can't help how I feel. But even if I could, I wouldn't change it. He might be totally different, but I think thats why I like him. Its a change. A challenge. And it hurts. Ive seen him with other girls, and it hurts. Because just like him, im not perfect either.
I don't know how it will end. I don't know what will happen. Ive been thinking a lot, and Im not even sure if I care. Im to shy to start something with him, what if he didn't feel the same? I have a lot to think about, and I guess time too. As long as I get to spend time with him, for now im okay. It still hurts to see him with other girls. But, I think im in love with my best friend.
For a while, the big question always was, "What is Love?" And I never really knew. I never really cared. But he makes me wonder what it really is. Am I in love with him? I didn't know, because I didn't know what love was. But after spending more time with him, I think ive come to realize, love isn't being with someone perfect, it's seeing some whose imperfect perfectly.
What did you think? I realize its a bit short. Id love to hear your comments so please review! Thank you so much!
Rachieee