Author Note: I wrote this story to be an original, and it ended up as
being BW related. When I finished I was surprised to see whom I actually
had in mind. This is one person's reflections' on someone they know will
never be theirs.
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What do you do when everyone treats you different? When you're expected to be a certain way? How can you tell your friend? Or loved one what your secret passion is? What if this secret was earth shattering? What if...So many what ifs! If what is' were money the hoars of the world would be rich! Always, what ifs will always be just this, a what if. But, if you think it's so easy why haven't you done it? Don't play foolish, we all have a secret desire we long to expose. But yet, you with hold it. Why? Afraid of the outcome? I thought so. Not so easy is it?
I sit here, day after day, contemplating all the ways to tell you, and when I do, when I finally find the courage...I get tongue-tied. And end up looking like the idiot. But I guess that's normal for me. Isn't it? I should just give up, before someone realizes this game of cat and mouse that is always played between my heart and my mind when ever you walk in the room. This is a form of torture even Rampage would be proud of.
It's self -induced.
I should stop, I really should. And Primus knows I try. I even tried joining the Predicons, even if it wasn't for real. But it only made me miss you more. Your honesty, your Wholesomeness, your kind and loving nature. There I go again, in my head. Always in my head. Must never let it show.... But...but would it really be that bad? To let on, to tell you how I feel?
No, always in my head. Never in the open.
Besides, how could I survive your reaction? That look you'd surely give me if I told you? I may be strong, but I've given you such power over me. And you don't even know it, do you? If you gave me the cold shoulder, would you consider the pain it would cause? But you don't even know of the power that my spark has given you.
You couldn't.
You won't, and if my conscience succeeds in the war than you never will. And my lips will stay forever sealed until the day I die. Yes, it pains me greatly to say that you shall never know. But it's safer this way.
Isn't it?
But, it's late and I must decease. Training comes early and I can see pink on the horizon. Soon this earth sun will rise and I will begin this struggle again. Hopefully my mouth will not betray the solemn vow that my mind makes every night. And my heart tries to break each time we meet. A rose by any other name is still a rose. And you, my dear Airazor, will always be my secret. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Airazor walked through the halls; she could hear someone in the training room. Walking in she leaned on the doorframe, arms crossed over her chest.
"Don't you ever sleep?" She asked the warrior.
Dinobot paused in his training, and watched her for a moment. "We are at war! There is no time for idle hands." He growled, prying his eyes away from hers.
"You know, there are more important things in life than training."
He turned away, "You have no idea how right you are," He muttered.
Airazor walked toward him, "What was that?"
He shook his head, "Nothing, would you care to be my sparing partner for the time being?" A little taken back at first, she agreed. Dinobot watched her get into position
And you my dear Airazor, will always be my secret,
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What do you do when everyone treats you different? When you're expected to be a certain way? How can you tell your friend? Or loved one what your secret passion is? What if this secret was earth shattering? What if...So many what ifs! If what is' were money the hoars of the world would be rich! Always, what ifs will always be just this, a what if. But, if you think it's so easy why haven't you done it? Don't play foolish, we all have a secret desire we long to expose. But yet, you with hold it. Why? Afraid of the outcome? I thought so. Not so easy is it?
I sit here, day after day, contemplating all the ways to tell you, and when I do, when I finally find the courage...I get tongue-tied. And end up looking like the idiot. But I guess that's normal for me. Isn't it? I should just give up, before someone realizes this game of cat and mouse that is always played between my heart and my mind when ever you walk in the room. This is a form of torture even Rampage would be proud of.
It's self -induced.
I should stop, I really should. And Primus knows I try. I even tried joining the Predicons, even if it wasn't for real. But it only made me miss you more. Your honesty, your Wholesomeness, your kind and loving nature. There I go again, in my head. Always in my head. Must never let it show.... But...but would it really be that bad? To let on, to tell you how I feel?
No, always in my head. Never in the open.
Besides, how could I survive your reaction? That look you'd surely give me if I told you? I may be strong, but I've given you such power over me. And you don't even know it, do you? If you gave me the cold shoulder, would you consider the pain it would cause? But you don't even know of the power that my spark has given you.
You couldn't.
You won't, and if my conscience succeeds in the war than you never will. And my lips will stay forever sealed until the day I die. Yes, it pains me greatly to say that you shall never know. But it's safer this way.
Isn't it?
But, it's late and I must decease. Training comes early and I can see pink on the horizon. Soon this earth sun will rise and I will begin this struggle again. Hopefully my mouth will not betray the solemn vow that my mind makes every night. And my heart tries to break each time we meet. A rose by any other name is still a rose. And you, my dear Airazor, will always be my secret. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Airazor walked through the halls; she could hear someone in the training room. Walking in she leaned on the doorframe, arms crossed over her chest.
"Don't you ever sleep?" She asked the warrior.
Dinobot paused in his training, and watched her for a moment. "We are at war! There is no time for idle hands." He growled, prying his eyes away from hers.
"You know, there are more important things in life than training."
He turned away, "You have no idea how right you are," He muttered.
Airazor walked toward him, "What was that?"
He shook his head, "Nothing, would you care to be my sparing partner for the time being?" A little taken back at first, she agreed. Dinobot watched her get into position
And you my dear Airazor, will always be my secret,