Protector
When I was alone, I did whatever I pleased
Living for myself, aiding no one in their strife
But since I met her, those things can no longer be seized
And I've lost count of the number of times I've saved her life
I guess I fashion myself as her protector
Watching over her from wherever I am
When danger is near, I'll never neglect her
And am always ready to get her out of a jam
"Why do I do these things?" I ask myself every day
It's not like me, we should just stay apart
But something inside tells me not to just go away
That I should concede, and listen to my heart
As I watch her sleep at night in her bed
Knowing she's safe, that there's nothing to fear
I try to sort out the answers swimming around in my head
And realize, I want to always be near
Is it that elusive emotion that she calls love
Or could it be something else that I can't name
Maybe she's an angel, sent to me from above
But whatever the case, my life will never be the same
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Teefa's Last Word…
What do you expect from me besides sap? Besides, I just came from the school's production of "A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum" on Saturday, and had to try and get the disturbing images out of my head. That would be, the four Drifters in Togas. Jet looked kinda hot though. Then I told Lufia, and she had to draw the four Drifters dressed as Romans. Though heck, it does kind of show of a little more skin than what he usually wears. (goes off in a daydream about Jet without a shirt on because he's injured, and Virginia is treating his wounds with Heal Berries)