Fallon
"Gray eyes and a crooked smile. I swear this guy was worth the while.
"Baby, you love me?"
"Oh yes I do."
They say that love grows better with time
it thrives on patience and trust,
well there's no doubt within my mind
this fact was based on us.
Its just the little things you do
which let's me know its true,
that no one else within this world
can take the place of you.
For all the times we've been together
good times and through bad,
for all the times you've forgiven me
whenever I've made you mad.
For all the times we've held each other
through sunshine and the rain,
for all the times we've comforted one another
to ease away the pain.
These words are just to let you know
your heart is connected to mine,
and hopefully also make you see
our love grows better with time."
I look up at Michael once I finish reading and he looks back with watery eyes.
"That was beautiful," he says.
I lean over and kiss his pink lips. The day after the verdict, Michael took me out. Because of the abuse, the court has ordered for me to recieve 45% of Donnell's money. That equal $15 million. Lol.
Just the two of us. Michael and I. He bought me my favorite, fried dough, and we walked across the boardwalk of the beach hand-in-hand.
He unfolded the blanket he carried and we sat. It's sunset so the sky spilled orange, pinks, purples, and yellows. We don't talk much but let the silence speak for itself. I took a deep breath and read the poem to him.
"I didn't know I was supposed to write a poem," he says guiltily.
"You're fine, Michael. I needed a way to get my feelings out."
"Thank you for that," he says honestly,"Thank you for letting me love you again."
Tears brim my eyes. He hugs me and kisses my forehead. After shedding a couple tears, we lay out on the blanket and gaze at each other. We talk about Imani, Eboni, my family, his family, our goals, our future.
"You want a kid?" He asks.
"Yeah," I smile,"You want another one?"
"Another Imani?" He asks with a chuckle,"Why not?"
I scooch over to him and straddle him. He grabs a hold of my hips.
"We can try now." I suggest playfully.
"Nah, not yet," he chuckles.
I lean down and kiss him again. This one is deeper and more passionate. It's like when I start, I don't want to stop. His hands roam my upper body then slowly travel down to my butt to rest. We hungrily kiss. Two people with broken pasts.
I unconsciously begin to slowly whine on him. He lets out a moan.
"Shxt," he mutters.
These are two people who plan on remaining celibate till marriage. I feel Michael's soft warm hands begin to travel inside my shirt. My conscience is screaming "Stop!" so I obey. I stop whining and break the kiss. We're both trying to catch our breath.
His gray eyes burn with love and lust. My body is on fire.
"Think we should stop before it's too late." I sigh.
"Okay," he says.
I remain in that position but lay my head on his chest. His heart beats match mine. The only sound is the noise of the waves softly lapping against the shores and our steady breathing.
"Only you can make me nuts but I'd still be madly in love with you," I say randomly.
"Only you can make me feel this love." He replies.
"Only you can help me up when I break down. Only you loved me despite my past."
"Only you..."
The End
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Only You
Fanfiction"I stand and stare as they lower the white casket into the ground. The wails and cries around are blocked out as my world enters a cest pit. I can't even cry. I'm too shocked to cry. My best friend. My lover. My wife. Gone."------ Timid Fallon neede...
