You're So Beautiful
By: Psyche
Email: psyche_lakeshore@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.angelfire.com/anime2/paradox/
http://gundamwinghq.trifocus.net/
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Dear Readers,
Another SM/DBZ crossover...hope you like it! lol...I know I know...I haven't
finished Time yet...sweatdrops...give me a break! I've been busy...and
this idea just popped out at me...yes...I know...I haven't posted Chapter
II of Dream of the Past yet...shrugs..again...give me a break! k? Well...
Ja ne!
Luvz yaz lotz!!
~~Psyche~~
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Chapter I
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When I was younger, just a little girl....we used to play a game called Marco Polo.
We'd blindfold someone and they would go around yelling "Marco" while the others
yell "Polo" in return. Then they'd try and catch one of the others. It was a way to
learn how to rely on your other senses. It...it was only the beginning...
There are times when I think about this little game, and it makes me realize just how
important the simplest of things is. How the littlest things help us learn skills that we
may need later in life.
You may be asking why I am telling you this. It's quite simple really. Marco Polo
taught me how to live...how to live like I am today...blind. In a world of darkness. In
a world where sight is so important. In a world where I must now rely on my other
senses to stay alive.
I just...I just wish I could see their faces. So many faces.
I've learned everything about them. How they sound. Their smells. The shapes of
their faces...
Strange. In my dreams...I can see them. And they are so beautiful. You're so beautiful.
I just wish...wish that I could see your face. Just once.
But that will never happen. I just...I just wish...
Strangely enough...even if I can't see you....you are still...so beautiful...I may not know
what you look like...and I never will...but...but you alone can make me feel this way.
You alone...
And for that reason...you're so beautiful.
But...how can I tell you I love you? When I am blind....when I am useless...when I am
lost in the world of darkness...with only my other senses to rely on?
When my days are occupied with...
Six steps to the bedroom door.
Fourteen steps to the kitchen.
Three steps to the table.
Nine steps to the living room.
Eleven steps to the front door.
And I wonder....
How many steps is it to your heart?
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Well...REVIEW! smiles innocently...k? ja ne!
Email me!!!
psyche_lakeshore@yahoo.com
Thanx!
~~Psyche~~
By: Psyche
Email: psyche_lakeshore@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.angelfire.com/anime2/paradox/
http://gundamwinghq.trifocus.net/
~~~~
~~~~
Dear Readers,
Another SM/DBZ crossover...hope you like it! lol...I know I know...I haven't
finished Time yet...sweatdrops...give me a break! I've been busy...and
this idea just popped out at me...yes...I know...I haven't posted Chapter
II of Dream of the Past yet...shrugs..again...give me a break! k? Well...
Ja ne!
Luvz yaz lotz!!
~~Psyche~~
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Chapter I
~~~~
~~~~
When I was younger, just a little girl....we used to play a game called Marco Polo.
We'd blindfold someone and they would go around yelling "Marco" while the others
yell "Polo" in return. Then they'd try and catch one of the others. It was a way to
learn how to rely on your other senses. It...it was only the beginning...
There are times when I think about this little game, and it makes me realize just how
important the simplest of things is. How the littlest things help us learn skills that we
may need later in life.
You may be asking why I am telling you this. It's quite simple really. Marco Polo
taught me how to live...how to live like I am today...blind. In a world of darkness. In
a world where sight is so important. In a world where I must now rely on my other
senses to stay alive.
I just...I just wish I could see their faces. So many faces.
I've learned everything about them. How they sound. Their smells. The shapes of
their faces...
Strange. In my dreams...I can see them. And they are so beautiful. You're so beautiful.
I just wish...wish that I could see your face. Just once.
But that will never happen. I just...I just wish...
Strangely enough...even if I can't see you....you are still...so beautiful...I may not know
what you look like...and I never will...but...but you alone can make me feel this way.
You alone...
And for that reason...you're so beautiful.
But...how can I tell you I love you? When I am blind....when I am useless...when I am
lost in the world of darkness...with only my other senses to rely on?
When my days are occupied with...
Six steps to the bedroom door.
Fourteen steps to the kitchen.
Three steps to the table.
Nine steps to the living room.
Eleven steps to the front door.
And I wonder....
How many steps is it to your heart?
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~~~~
Well...REVIEW! smiles innocently...k? ja ne!
Email me!!!
psyche_lakeshore@yahoo.com
Thanx!
~~Psyche~~