Dear Chance Illuser and dragonlady222: If it weren't for you two I wouldn't have continued this, it was only suppose to be a one-shot, and I hated it then, but rereading it I figure it's not my worst. So I'm giving it a chance --
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He doesn't even realize. How can he walk right by me, look straight into my eyes, and not notice. I would think that by now he would see the adoration, admiration and straight out love that I know reflects in my eyes when I look at him. Maybe I'm crazy and it's not really there, but I show such an interest to him. Sometimes changing my whole route for the day just to "accidentally" bump into him. Reason, I love him.
I mean who couldn't love him, his blond hair, his extraordinary eyes, the way he is always so curious and just more than slightly innocent. Fully of life, full of love. Just the way the sun bounces of his skin, the way it glimmers ever so slight almost golden. One word, beauty and yet he doesn't see.
We have a lot in common really, our families for one. Fathers, pitiful really, both of ours that is, but we found our own ways out. Our love for our sisters, sure there is an age difference but they both treat us like we are the younger ones. That's another reason; I wonder why he doesn't know.
I guess he wouldn't know, ever since battle city it's been on off, we've had good days, we've had bad days, we've had days were we never even see each other, and yet. I still hold the same love for him, and he never sees.
I'll walk away today, and ignore his ignorance, but tomorrow is another day, and maybe, maybe then he'll finally see.
That's it why? Cause I have other fics I must work on (where are they now>>) and such... so long for now.