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May My Memory Set You Free...
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Complete, First published Sep 10, 2013
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....I know this maybe asking for too much. But you must by now have notice that I have mentioned all the good memories I WILL carry with me...but I did it because I didn't want you to see me like this...life was life and it brought me to you. You made me believe that LOVE is REAL, you made me believe that GOD does exist, that MIRACLES do happen. You made me believe that their is a life after this life, so I know I WILL see you again, whether it be in heaven...or in another life, where you're the prince the falls in love with a mere simple girl. You will always be my prince. I beg you please don't cry, you must move on and find love once again. You must let my memory set you free...
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That was a itty bitty excerpt from the story because if a small part doesn't hook you in I don't know what to say. :)
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****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced me from the start. I took in his every feature, slowly and deliberately. I thrilled at the feeling of his arms enfolding me, and I inhaled his familiar scent with a trembling breath. And then, then I did the most foolish thing imaginable: I flung my arms about his neck and kissed him with all that I had, almost losing myself in the safety and security I felt. But more than that, I ran. I took his moment of shock, the slight loosing of his arms about me, and tore myself away from him, shoving out the door and into the rain. I suppose I'll never know why he didn't follow me. It was the thing I feared most. I knew that if he came for me a second time, I wouldn't be able to say 'no'. I wouldn't be able to run. But I had to. I had to go. I couldn't let him be hurt because of me. He would live on now, and I would marry another. I had leased my last bit of passion in that one moment in his arms, and as I made my way through the dark streets, I felt myself become dull and lost like the creatures bound in the menagerie. **Much of this was written when I was younger and then I came back later and finished it. There will likely be mistakes. Lots of them.