Not sure if this really qualifies as a story or as a way to put my mind at ease. Either way please enjoy.
I had thought i would never know love growing up and created such fantasy worlds that i could while away the hours in. My journey would be of that to Ireland where i would be discovered to be the long lost heir to a throne that no longer existed. I would imagine that with my long auburn lock and deep emerald eyes that i was what every man had longed for. I never did think with the mind of a child. I knew that some how some day i would know that sort of desire from another and was sure i would find it, though i never knew how. Though i never really had those auburn lock nor those deep emerald eyes, I feel my dream may have found me. I am not the long lost heir to a throne long ago forgotten, but a simple commoner who has grown to love another that is so wildly passionate in all that he does that i too grow and feed off this passion. Did my dreams make reality find me faster? I think not. Did my dreams come to life in a way i never imagined? More then i ever hoped. I have not yet met this man that throws me into a fit of longing each time we speak, nor have i laid eyes on him. My dreams keep on dreaming and my mind keeps on yearning but this feeling i feel seem to be nothing more then that of a dream. It seemed to begin on a lonely night not too long ago when i was all but using my time wisely. An unfamiliar voice sounded on the other end of a phone call very hesitantly made. I knew that with this call could come a price i was not yet ready to pay. I answered and quickly knew that this man was one of a kind. His voice resounded with a hesitant nature and a quiet hello. Why did he make my heart quicken already i wondered? Yet, i continued to speak to him. With each forming of words his voice grew to touch my soul more and more. I never imagined that one man could do this. My pulse quickened and my mind slowed. I felt my knees go weak and my body tremble. He stimulated every sense and triggered every nerve. This was a man not found everyday i thought. How would i ever let him know what he does to me? We talked the hours away and i found that three hours was not enough time to make such a quick assumption of my feelings i must speak again to him i must know. We then spoke the night after and also the night after that. Again, my pulse quickened and a flame was ignited so deep within me i feel i could never reach it to extinguish its burn. I am now knowing that love is out there to find but is this love or is it just what you read in the stories? I may have found the lover i have only known in my dreams and then again i may have only found a flame.
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I had thought i would never know love growing up and created such fantasy worlds that i could while away the hours in. My journey would be of that to Ireland where i would be discovered to be the long lost heir to a throne that no longer existed. I would imagine that with my long auburn lock and deep emerald eyes that i was what every man had longed for. I never did think with the mind of a child. I knew that some how some day i would know that sort of desire from another and was sure i would find it, though i never knew how. Though i never really had those auburn lock nor those deep emerald eyes, I feel my dream may have found me. I am not the long lost heir to a throne long ago forgotten, but a simple commoner who has grown to love another that is so wildly passionate in all that he does that i too grow and feed off this passion. Did my dreams make reality find me faster? I think not. Did my dreams come to life in a way i never imagined? More then i ever hoped. I have not yet met this man that throws me into a fit of longing each time we speak, nor have i laid eyes on him. My dreams keep on dreaming and my mind keeps on yearning but this feeling i feel seem to be nothing more then that of a dream. It seemed to begin on a lonely night not too long ago when i was all but using my time wisely. An unfamiliar voice sounded on the other end of a phone call very hesitantly made. I knew that with this call could come a price i was not yet ready to pay. I answered and quickly knew that this man was one of a kind. His voice resounded with a hesitant nature and a quiet hello. Why did he make my heart quicken already i wondered? Yet, i continued to speak to him. With each forming of words his voice grew to touch my soul more and more. I never imagined that one man could do this. My pulse quickened and my mind slowed. I felt my knees go weak and my body tremble. He stimulated every sense and triggered every nerve. This was a man not found everyday i thought. How would i ever let him know what he does to me? We talked the hours away and i found that three hours was not enough time to make such a quick assumption of my feelings i must speak again to him i must know. We then spoke the night after and also the night after that. Again, my pulse quickened and a flame was ignited so deep within me i feel i could never reach it to extinguish its burn. I am now knowing that love is out there to find but is this love or is it just what you read in the stories? I may have found the lover i have only known in my dreams and then again i may have only found a flame.
