Top of Form 1Missing You Every Single Second (General/Romance)

I really didn't intend on this being a two parted thing but since someone asked for it (someone that goes by a certain symbol, as in a question mark, an anonomous person I suppose) this is Crash's thoughts on leaving Raw himself. So whoever you are this is for you. :)

Disclaimer: Yada, yada, yada. You already know what I put earlier on and if you don't...where have you been? I wrote my disclaimer in the first chapter. So go look it up buddy.

Missing You Every Single Second (2/2)

Jacqueline.

The love of my life.

The one person I long to have in my presence for eternity.

The one female in which I long to hold securely in my arms at anytime.

Oh how I miss you.

I don't know if you feel the same way but I miss you dearly.

Now there is good reason for my roster change to occur.

You see over there on Raw with Eric Bischoff and his current change of Raw turning slowly and surely into Nitro, I just haven't been getting the spotlight I oh so wished I could have had sometime or another.

Actually I haven't been getting any spotlight at all I suppose.

But you see that's not the only reason I'm over here on Smackdown pouring my heart out into my matches.

Sure there is the fact that my cousin 'Hardcore' and I have some catching up to do (Some family problems if you will, but I will not get into that right now) but there is also the fact that whenever I was currently backstage on Raw you just weren't there.

You were always busy. Or always taking breaks from house shows, live shows, or any other show we were currently at together.

I couldn't stand it.

I couldn't stand not seeing you, or looking for you everyday just to see you once. It wasn't right.

So I split.

I left the place in which I used to think of as home. My home base.

And in the process I left you.

You just don't understand (or maybe I'm just crazy and you don't really care) you and Eric gave me no other choice I had to do what I did for the sake of my sanity.

Hanging around backstage with nothing to do because Eric didn't book me for anything.

Boring.

Or coming up with the courage to tell you finally how I feel about you, only to find out you've been gone for so long and no one knows of your return date.

A little hope lost everytime.

There's been so many times and I know it probably wasn't your fault..but I tried so many times.

And you know what?

I give up.

I can't take it anymore.

The more times I went to tell you with your absence the more I lost all hope in you even considerably liking me at all. Maybe even just a little.

So you see that's why I moved here.

To many problems.

I need a fresh clean slate. And I'm starting right now.

So I'm going to keep coming out every Tuesday or Saturday..whenever the night calls for me to wrestle and I'll wrestle my heart out for the crowd when deep down I'll be in pain.

Pain from my non-moving career. Pain of course from battle scars when I do get matches.

But pain mostly from missing and loving you.

The End (Finally)

Feedback's appreciated.

And..I'm done!