Okay, people. This is my first attempt at even a semi-romantic fic. So, be kind and REVIEW!
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And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'l ever be
And I don't wanna go home right now
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Logan watched Jean from the shadows. She was perfect. And he couldn't have her. As he looked on, Scott came in. He watched Jean's face light up as her husband sat down beside her. Logan felt a stab of pain. Jean was an angel. Another example of how heaven was off limiits for him.

Scott gave Jean a kiss on the cheek and left the room while Jean called after him, saying she'd be up in an hour. Logan knew he should leave. But he remained.

'I wanna be near her. Even if this is the closest I'll get.'
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When I'll I can taste is your sweetness
And I'll I can breathe is your life
And sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
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Logan breathed in Jean's perfumed scent. He could taste his longing to be with her, it was so strong. As she got up to leave, Logan sighed silently. He knew his stolen moments were over.

'I'm gonna miss ya, Jeannie.'
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And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
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Logan walked listlessly through the pouring rain. No one could see him weak and hurting like this. But hiding his pain was nearly immposible. The only time he felt happiness was around Jean. But it seemed as if everything that went right in his life was cursed to destruction. Jean didn't even know he loved her. 'She sees me as some wild beast. She doesn't even know who I am.'

'And she never will.'
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And you can't fight the tears that ain't comin'
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
And you bleed just to know you're alive
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Logan walked through the mansion, hoping dearly that no one would stop him and see him like this. Unfortunatly, his hopes were futile. Ororo appeared all most out of now where and began walking beside him.

"Where'd ya come from, 'Ro? Teleportin' one of your abilities now?" he asked her gruffly. Ororo stopped and Logan did the same. She laid a hand on his arm. "It is okay to hurt, Logan." Logan grunted. 'What is she telepathic, too?' Aloud, he said, "Don't know what you're talkin 'bout, 'Ro." and walked off.

Logan popped his claws in and out quickly, the brief but sharp pain clearing his muddled thoughts.

It was time to go be the the feral beast that everyone wanted on their side in battle, but could not be loved by anyone. Ecspecially by the the firey angel, Jean Grey.

'Take care of her Cyke. If you can't, I will.'
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And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
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So? Was it horrible? Pathetic? Should I consider writing more mushy things? Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me...