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Date Posted: Sat, Sep 08 2007, 5:48pm PDT
Author: Keila
Subject: That you brought alive
In reply to: Aiden 's message, "These mysteries of life, they just ain't my thing" on Sat, Sep 08 2007, 3:01pm PDT

As soon as his arm went around her, she willingly moved against the warm expanse of his chest. Her head tipped back to rest once more his shoulder as she exhaled a heavy, thoughtful sigh. "Me too..." She murmured just as softly but she let it drop at that. She had no idea if he would ever want to talk things through, to understand what happened between them, what changed in her thinking but she did know they had spent most of their relationship not talking things that should really matter and it obviously didn't get them very far before. Still, she wasn't about to push or proud him because that was what she had been trying to avoid. She didn't want a man that she had to coax to be with her, to fall in love with her. She wanted a man desired her so much that he couldn't help but be with her, couldn't stop himself from falling head over heels for her. Still, she wished with all her heart that he was that man, that he felt that passionately about her. It was strange, there was a man who could easily give that to her - Tommy had told her time and time again that she consumed him, that he was drowning in her and that he would worship the ground she walked on but for some reason...though Tommy personified everything she did want...she didn't want Tommy. Her arm lifted up to cross her midsection, resting her hand gently over his bare wrist. She wanted this man, the one who had never said he loved her, who left without looking back, who had only had her over to his apartment maybe three times in their entire relationship - she wanted him. It was just a horrible tragedy that he couldn't offer her what she needed.

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