Love, Dane.

Introduction

"Love, Dane." - Copyright © tarajuliaaa, 2014

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

*** Love, Dane., Introduction ♪

Love was never in my vocabulary. It never was. And I thought that it never will be.

Not until she came into my heart and totally ruined my way of understanding the way of living.

She made me experience that there is a light on the other side of the darkness. 'cause for me, she's my light in the dark.

Whenever I see her, I automatically smile and then my day is complete. She always makes my day complete. There's not a single day that she doesn't complete my day. Well, except for those days wherein I can't see her.

She's an angel for me. She's the epitome of perfection for me. And I wouldn't mind screaming her name for the entire world to hear. I wouldn't mind. Because I'm proud of her. Because in my eyes, she's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.

And I'm just that guy who's irrevocably and undeniably in love with her. I'm just that guy.

I'm waiting for her, even though waiting for her is the definition of 'waiting in vain'. I'm waiting for her, even though there's only a little ray of hope for me. I'm waiting for her, even though I knew that it's either she'll be mine, or she'll be not. 

Because she's Dane. Well, she's my Dane.

And the Dane I fell in love with have those attractive eyes that makes you lose your thoughts. That makes you want to think of nothing but her. That makes her attract people. And I hate those guys who make a move on her. I wanted to hurt them. I would, if I could. But I can't. 'cause I know that she wouldn't want that.

Her sweet and caring personality is also a a big impact. She's too nice to everyone. Too nice to the point of being gullible. But no, she's not that gullible. She just wants too many friends. But doesn't she even realize it? That the more your friends are, the more the drama? Well, to hell with all those dramas.

I love her so much to the point that I'm even losing my sanity. It's like I'm obsessed with her. And I think that that's partly true. But not really though. Because I love her. And love is not the same as obsession.

I want her to be mine. I want her to only look at me. I want her to only see me. I want her in my arms. Because I need her. Because I love her. Yes. And that's the truth. It's almost perfect. We're almost perfect. But almost is never enough. It never will be.

Because there's one complication that can ruin everything: She doesn't even love me.