Ev3nflow
04-14-2005, 09:23 AM
Hello eveyone. I've been reading the forums for a while, so I decided to finally join. Lately i've been having a few emotional problems, they have been relationship because techincally we're not in a relationship yet, but I need some support.
This is my story taken from my Xanga journal:
You know, in every man's life there is a time where he wants to feel loved, to feel needed, to feel wanted. There's a love that parents, family and friends just can't give and lately i've been needing it badly. Last night was that night - here's my story...
Oh my God....i'm speechless. Last night was no doubt the greatest night in all my years on this Earth. But WHY did it have to end. I can not explain how happy I was. I have NEVER been that happy and content...NEVER.
Im not going to say the whole story waaayy too long. But the main things I remember are sitting on the swing set under the starry sky, with my arm wrapped softly around her waist and her hand on mine while our heads rested on each other. I could smell her freshly washed hair while time stood still. I wanted to tell her...I had words to say, but it wasn't the time.
Later than night we were watching the UFC fight, and she fell asleep beside me. She moved over to the other couch later as that was where she had slept the night before. I wanted to stay all up night and stare at her innocent face, but my cousin wouldn't take his *** to bed. I turned it in with the intent to wake up at 5 and do as had planned. I woke shortly before 5, and turned off my cell phone alarm I had set prior to lying down.
I made my way to the living room to find the TV still on, but she was the only one there. I stared at her for what seemed like days. I slowly moved my hand over and began to brush her forehead with my fingertips, moving away the stray hair from the scrunchie she had. I wish that moment had never ended. My intention was never to wake her, but unfortunately she did just that. She reached up and felt my hand first, then looked over to me. "Hello beautiful" I said. She smiled and went back to sleep. At that point the floor needed to be cleaned because I instantly turned to butter. I continued slowly caressing her face for 2 hours or more.
She finally woke up along with her sister and my little cousin. A bit later we were sitting on the couch watchin some Paid Programming and she said "That felt good last night, thanks". I almost cried thinking that it would never happen again the way my cousin is...
I can only hope that I get the chance to have that feeling again. I had not a care in the world, and nothing could ruin it...except them going home. We took them home after church and they sang in the back of the truck on the way. I put my ear towards the rear of the extended cab and she turned to intentionally sing for me. Heaven needs to check it's staff because I think they're missing an angel.
I've been in an emotional state where I need to see her again. They only come over to my side of town on the weekends and I havent really been introduced to her mom (she still lives with her) so I don't know if i'd be able to go pick her up myself.
I tried to get together this weekend but they already had something planned where I won't be able to see them. There's only a 9 year age difference between us.
Is this feeling natural where I HAVE to see her and she's all I think about?
This is my story taken from my Xanga journal:
You know, in every man's life there is a time where he wants to feel loved, to feel needed, to feel wanted. There's a love that parents, family and friends just can't give and lately i've been needing it badly. Last night was that night - here's my story...
Oh my God....i'm speechless. Last night was no doubt the greatest night in all my years on this Earth. But WHY did it have to end. I can not explain how happy I was. I have NEVER been that happy and content...NEVER.
Im not going to say the whole story waaayy too long. But the main things I remember are sitting on the swing set under the starry sky, with my arm wrapped softly around her waist and her hand on mine while our heads rested on each other. I could smell her freshly washed hair while time stood still. I wanted to tell her...I had words to say, but it wasn't the time.
Later than night we were watching the UFC fight, and she fell asleep beside me. She moved over to the other couch later as that was where she had slept the night before. I wanted to stay all up night and stare at her innocent face, but my cousin wouldn't take his *** to bed. I turned it in with the intent to wake up at 5 and do as had planned. I woke shortly before 5, and turned off my cell phone alarm I had set prior to lying down.
I made my way to the living room to find the TV still on, but she was the only one there. I stared at her for what seemed like days. I slowly moved my hand over and began to brush her forehead with my fingertips, moving away the stray hair from the scrunchie she had. I wish that moment had never ended. My intention was never to wake her, but unfortunately she did just that. She reached up and felt my hand first, then looked over to me. "Hello beautiful" I said. She smiled and went back to sleep. At that point the floor needed to be cleaned because I instantly turned to butter. I continued slowly caressing her face for 2 hours or more.
She finally woke up along with her sister and my little cousin. A bit later we were sitting on the couch watchin some Paid Programming and she said "That felt good last night, thanks". I almost cried thinking that it would never happen again the way my cousin is...
I can only hope that I get the chance to have that feeling again. I had not a care in the world, and nothing could ruin it...except them going home. We took them home after church and they sang in the back of the truck on the way. I put my ear towards the rear of the extended cab and she turned to intentionally sing for me. Heaven needs to check it's staff because I think they're missing an angel.
I've been in an emotional state where I need to see her again. They only come over to my side of town on the weekends and I havent really been introduced to her mom (she still lives with her) so I don't know if i'd be able to go pick her up myself.
I tried to get together this weekend but they already had something planned where I won't be able to see them. There's only a 9 year age difference between us.
Is this feeling natural where I HAVE to see her and she's all I think about?

