Post by JediLeia on Mar 15, 2006 2:30:48 GMT -5
Okay guys, this is only a one-poster viggy. Sorry that I haven't written anything that actually needed updating. But when inspiration bites, you just have to tend the wounds.
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Disclaimer: I do not in any way own Star Wars or any of the characters involved in it. No money was or will be made off of this story. GL, please know that you inspire me, and don't sue! I don't have enough worth suing for anyways.
Internal Arguments
What's the matter with me? I can't love him. He's my best friend. I've tried so hard not to fall in love with him. It hasn't worked. There's just something about him...it's too...too...too what? That's just it. I don't even know. Yet I love him.
What am I saying? I don't love him! He's just my friend, that's all. Just my friend, nothing more. There's nothing more than friendship between us. Or maybe not. Maybe there is something more. Maybe we were meant to be more. No!
Come on, Tahiri, you promised yourself you wouldn't love him. You can't love him. He's not the guy for you. He's too...too...too what? Why can't I put my finger on anything about him? I can't say why I love him, and I can't say why I don't.
He used to be easy to think about. I used to know exactly what was between us. I was nine, and things were easy. What happened to that easy? Why is it gone? Why does six years change that so much?
Wow. Six years? Have I really known him for six years? I can still remember the day I met him. He was just what I needed...a friend. He didn't care that I was two years younger than him. But will he care now?
Why do I care if he cares? Why does he need to care? There's nothing going to happen between us. He's just my friend. Oh, but how I want him to be so much more! Maybe someday he'll hold me in his arms, and all will be right with the world. Maybe someday we'll stay up all night talking about things that we'd never have time to talk about during the day.
But that's far off thinking, right? I can't fall in love with my best friend. I might lose him. If it didn't work out, we'd be done. Yeah, everyone tries to do the "lets be friends" thing. But it never works. They know each other, but they never are as close as they once were.
What if we did work out? Maybe we'll defy the odds and blast off into hyperspace together. We'll sit on the front porch of our little house while our children run around playing tag. Then after we put them to bed, he and I will sit on the couch and snuggle in front of the holoprojector...
Why am I thinking about that anyways? It could never work out. It just wouldn't. Ah, but his voice today! I wasn't in class. I was in my room with a cold. He called to check on me, and to make sure that I was okay. I think he might like me as more than a friend.
Oh, who am I kidding? Every time I was ever sick since I've known him he's called me. It's not unusual. That's just the kind of friend he is. He's always watching out for his friends.
But what if he loves me back? Wait a minute...loves me back? There I go, thinking that I love him again. Why can't I shake this feeling?
Well maybe this feeling wasn't meant to be shaken. Maybe I really do love him. That's it, I'm done saying maybe. I love him
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Disclaimer: I do not in any way own Star Wars or any of the characters involved in it. No money was or will be made off of this story. GL, please know that you inspire me, and don't sue! I don't have enough worth suing for anyways.
Internal Arguments
What's the matter with me? I can't love him. He's my best friend. I've tried so hard not to fall in love with him. It hasn't worked. There's just something about him...it's too...too...too what? That's just it. I don't even know. Yet I love him.
What am I saying? I don't love him! He's just my friend, that's all. Just my friend, nothing more. There's nothing more than friendship between us. Or maybe not. Maybe there is something more. Maybe we were meant to be more. No!
Come on, Tahiri, you promised yourself you wouldn't love him. You can't love him. He's not the guy for you. He's too...too...too what? Why can't I put my finger on anything about him? I can't say why I love him, and I can't say why I don't.
He used to be easy to think about. I used to know exactly what was between us. I was nine, and things were easy. What happened to that easy? Why is it gone? Why does six years change that so much?
Wow. Six years? Have I really known him for six years? I can still remember the day I met him. He was just what I needed...a friend. He didn't care that I was two years younger than him. But will he care now?
Why do I care if he cares? Why does he need to care? There's nothing going to happen between us. He's just my friend. Oh, but how I want him to be so much more! Maybe someday he'll hold me in his arms, and all will be right with the world. Maybe someday we'll stay up all night talking about things that we'd never have time to talk about during the day.
But that's far off thinking, right? I can't fall in love with my best friend. I might lose him. If it didn't work out, we'd be done. Yeah, everyone tries to do the "lets be friends" thing. But it never works. They know each other, but they never are as close as they once were.
What if we did work out? Maybe we'll defy the odds and blast off into hyperspace together. We'll sit on the front porch of our little house while our children run around playing tag. Then after we put them to bed, he and I will sit on the couch and snuggle in front of the holoprojector...
Why am I thinking about that anyways? It could never work out. It just wouldn't. Ah, but his voice today! I wasn't in class. I was in my room with a cold. He called to check on me, and to make sure that I was okay. I think he might like me as more than a friend.
Oh, who am I kidding? Every time I was ever sick since I've known him he's called me. It's not unusual. That's just the kind of friend he is. He's always watching out for his friends.
But what if he loves me back? Wait a minute...loves me back? There I go, thinking that I love him again. Why can't I shake this feeling?
Well maybe this feeling wasn't meant to be shaken. Maybe I really do love him. That's it, I'm done saying maybe. I love him