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Date Posted: 08:40:18 04/29/03 Tue
Author: Erica
Subject: .miraculous.
In reply to: .owen. 's message, ".cont'd." on 05:40:05 04/29/03 Tue

A long time ago, Erica's mother had told her that miraculous things happened to miraculous people. One of those people had surely been Erica's grandmother, the other was her brother. Now, becaue of everything that had happened to Erica, she never quite had exected anything micaculous to become of herself.

And then she had met Owen McAllister. Owen was so miraculous that he seemed to sproud miracles... and those little miracles had spread to Erica, helping to make her a little miraculous. Because there must be something special about her to be able to deserve such a caring, just altogether perfect guy like Owen.

As he led her up the stairs to the loft, she'd simply focused those brown eyes on their entwined hands. His touch was warm and soft, loose; yet she was assured that it was one of those few things that would never go away. Edgar Allen Poe had obsessed about his dead wife so much that he wrote a countless amount of poems about her. See, what I'm getting to is: Poe was devoted to his wife in life and death (despite the excess amount of euphoric drugs he was on) - this is what Erica was to Owen: devoted. She would love and strive to be loved for all time, it was this thought that passed through Erica's head as she saw the elaborate display of the perfect date.. Nope, Owen would never be rid of her.

Without much thought, the girl spins from the scene into Owen's arms for her lips to hold his, just hoping that this could help in some way to let him know just how much she appreciated and loved him. After a few moments of just being near him, she parts from him and holds his hands in hers. Before she could think of the perfect words, her voice found itself - quite without her knowlege.. "Sometimes, you're so perfect you scare me. I love you.. So much, that it aches - on the inside." Her lips hold his once more, just to accent her remark, waiting for him to take the lead in what to do next. Mainly, because Erica was so touched.. she was shaking and unable to think completely straight.. No, I could honestly say that Erica's thoughts were quite crooked.

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Replies:

.perfection.and.nothing.less. -- .owen., 01:00:02 04/30/03 Wed
- .the perfect answer. -- Erica, 07:03:27 04/30/03 Wed
  - .if.she'll.let.him. -- .owen., 01:12:35 05/01/03 Thu
    - .certain needs. -- Erica, 03:20:27 05/01/03 Thu
      - .there.is.a.god. -- .owen., 03:54:56 05/01/03 Thu
        .his heartstrings?!. -- Erica, 05:00:12 05/01/03 Thu