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    dots Submission Name: perfection upon itselfdots

    Author: BlueHeart
    ASL Info:    14/M/NY
    Elite Ratio:    2.85 - 14/24/19
    Words: 802
    Class/Type: Misc/Love
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    dotsperfection upon itselfdots

    In our world today most couples are able to see, to interact with eachother every day. However, when you're a teenager and your boyfriend lives 2 and 1/2 hours away, this is quite impossible. But when he pops a question like...

    "Will you go with me to my homecoming?"

    You can't help but think that you're going to meet, and oh, it will be so romantic! I could just imagine the night! Me arriving at his house, dressed in a tux hopefully, him as handsome as he could possibly be. His parents take pictures as we stand together, his arm around my waist, mine around his. Then, slowly he takes something out of his pocket, some sort of flowery thing. He pins it on my chest, and I take my rose corchet and pin it on his chest. We arrive at the school in prime fashion, ironically fashoniably late, where he introduces me to all of his friends and shows me off to everyone that's there. We dance to the jumpy music, and have so much fun with it! Then a slow song comes on and we stare into eachothers eyes. I approach him, put my hands on his waist, and he puts his arms around me, and I feel so safe as we stand there moving back and forth to the enchanting rythum of the song. After the dance is over he takes me home, or somewhere else and strips me of my clothes where we make sweet passionate love together.

    Of course there's a 70% overall chance that all of this would never happen.
    As of now Mason is at Darien Lake "camping". I would just die to see him!

    "Virginity's secret"
    Lies untold, secrets unfold
    Hopefully forever, our love will stay
    Enchanting lust, his feeling a must
    Under my warmth he will lay

    Sweet pleasure, safe sacrifice
    Trading security for freedom
    Our souls bound together
    Fate of another, feelings numb

    Unwritten our passion,
    now published by fate
    Our love is forever
    a....drowsy-like state

    Passion burning, sweet desire
    Under his warmth I will lye
    His heart's fire I acquire
    He's the apple of my eye

    His voice makes me tremble
    His touch makes me weak
    I dream of his feeling
    He makes my heart speak

    Our connection? The stars
    Our galaxy of love
    The glow of our moon,
    as white as a dove

    Our love set free
    Ready to fly
    I hear his soul speak
    A natural high

    His eyes, sweet ecstasy
    His body, my desire
    I want him inside me
    Part of my attire

    Consumed by my mind
    I'm dependent on you
    Forever our love
    My faith is to you

    Mason has inspired me to start writing poetry again, which I find insanely romantic, but I can't help but think, what's wrong with him? The only thing I can see wrong With Mason Moshier is that he lives 2 and and 1/2 hours away, other than that everything's peachy keen. He cared about me, loved the way I talked, move, he loved everything about me and I loved absolutely everything about him.
    Why am I even looking for something, a flaw? Shouldn't I just be enjoying the relationship I'm in with him? Why couldn't I accept the fact I was happy? He even calls me perfection! I didn't want to consider it, but I had to!:

    In a perfect relationship, are things far from perfect?

    Byron and I once had a 'perfect relationship'. Now, he and I quote, Hopes I choke. I think I finally figured out why Byron doesn't like Mason, or me for that matter. Byron wanted Cody, and Cody didn't want Byron, Cody wanted Mason. Cody went out with Mason and Byron's hated Mason ever since. Now since I'm going out with Mason he hates me.
    It doesn't matter to me, I love Mason too much. It scares me though.

    "Are you happy you killed someone?"

    "No, I'm really not"

    "Well you did"

    "No, Byron don't kill yourself"

    "No, you killed me"

    I can't help but think, what if he does do it, what if he does kill himself? Am I to blame or could he have another disease like Andrea Yates. How many would hate me, how many people would actually drive out here and attempt murder? Would Byron killing himself, eventually lead to the death of myself?

    Or would I just add 'murderer' to my resume?

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