I love you.

Hmmmm......

  It was cold. Mad cold, and snowing. But he still had to drive home. He went outside, and she followed. She didn't go out into the cold, though. She stayed in the comfort of the garage. He went to his car and got her poster and gift. He brought them back and she was instantly curious. He handed her the poster first. She knew what it was; she'd requested it quite a while back, but the other gift was a mystery to it. He showed her what it was, and she got excited. The teddy bear was awesome. She hugged him to show her appreciation, and his heart started hammering even harder than it had been. "I can feel you're heartbeat," she said. He blushed. "Yeah..." was his eloquent response. What else do you say to that? She pulled away for a second so she could look into his eyes, and he put his hand on her cheek. He leaned closer to her and she didn't lean away. Their lips met and he waited for his alarm or someone's voice to wake him up. Except it wasn't a dream. It was really happening. He kissed her again, and he couldn't surpress the grin any more. Neither could she. But he had to go. He kissed her again, and caught her hand as she pulled away, kissing that too. She smiled a small smile at him and he grinned back at her. He went back out into the snow and she went inside the house. He drove home, smiling the entire way. Just before he went to bed, he told her he would dream about her. She smiled at that. When sleep took him, though, he realized that he didn't need to; his reality had finally become better than his dreams could ever be. He thanked God for her and closed his eyes. It was a beautiful kiss, and she was a beautiful woman. God had blessed him mightily. He thanked God again, and sleep finally got the better of him. And what a good sleep it was.

KIR. Il phoenix deve volante. I'm out.

seriously? I've been using xanga for 6.7 years? holy crap.

I don't use it now NEAR as much as I used to. been through some hard times, some easy times, and some in between times. Go me. lol. At the SUNY Albany library, chillin. class in like ten minutes. Workin on my paper work to finally cross into the blue. I've been outta uniform way too long. Not a fan of school, so the military is the next best thing. Off we go, into the wild blue yonder, flying high, into the sky! Hoorah for me, holmes. I'm ready for this. I've been ready since forever. Here we go. Il phoenix deve volante. KIR, I'm out.

i'm a writer. That's what I do. take it with a grain of salt.

  He laughed as he got their movie tickets. The lady at the counter laughed at their banter. The girl he was with laughed with them. Their movie wasn't for another hour, so their plan was to wander the mall for a while. They got as far as four stores before he found a hat shop. She groaned playfully as he went in to try on hats. He even tried putting a few on her. She dodged a few, but he managed to get what looked like a Roman Centurion's helmet on her head when she was distracted. She laughed when she saw herself in the mirror, but when she heard the sound of a camera, she gasped.
  Sure enough, he had his phone out and was saving the pic to his memory card. She blushed, but still managed to laugh with him; it WAS pretty comical. In retaliation, she put a pirate's hat, complete with wig, on him. He let her take a picture and tried really hard not to crack up. They spent maybe half an hour just in the hat store, and he ended up buying the Roman Soldier helmet. Even the salesmen were laughing when they left.
  They walked for a bit more, and they found a pretzel shop. She bouthg a pretzel to munch before the movie. He had to go to the bathroom, and there was one near the pretzel shop, so she waited on a bench. An elderly lady came and sat next to her. As she ate her pretzel, she watched the people walking around, not really focusing on much. The elderly lady leaned in.
  "He loves you," she said.
  "Excuse me?" the younger woman jumped.
  "The guy you're with? He loves you. Did you know that?"
  "Yeah, he says it all-"
  "No, I don't mean that. Do you KNOW he loves you?"
  "I don't think-"
  "Do you KNOW he loves you? It's written all over his face. He has a goofy grin on his face because he's with you. He doesn't hide it. Even wehn you were buyin your pretzel, I could see it across the way. He's in love with you."
  The younger lady smiled broadly. "Yes, ma'am, he is. And he takes good care of me. The other day, he spent an hour looking for my dog in teh rain when he escaped from my yard. He ended up being stuck in a rosebush, in serious need of a bath and some bandages. He carried him the half mile back to my house because the dog couldn't walk properly. Then he cleaned him up, took care of his cuts, fed him, and took him to the vet to make sure he was fine. AND he payed the bill of the checkup. I was so worried, but he explained what happened and brought my dog back to me safely. The kicker is that my dog hates him. Well, he DID. When I got back, they were sleeping on the couch together
  "For my birthday, he took me to Toys R Us so we could look at Legos. After that we got crowns from Burger King and hung out in Chuck E. Cheese. We even danced on stage together. He's not scared of embarrassing himself to make me laugh.
  "I had a kinda rough summer, and he helped me through it. I'd cry, yell, scream, and he was always there with a tissue and a joke. he even maked me a kite and we flew it together in the park. He sucks at arts and crafts, but somehow he mastered kite making for me. He said it took him a month to learn how to fold and cut the right shape. He still had at least a dozen of the paper cuts on his hands, but it flew wonderfully. Yes, ma'am, I'm aware that he loves me."
  "Does he know you know he loves you?"
  "Yes."
  "Do you love him?"
  "Yes."
  "Does he know that?"
  "I think so."
  "You THINK? Honey, from what you just told me, this man is yours. His heart belongs to you. It would seem that every fiber of his being is used to prove that."
  "Yes ma'am, he's very keen on that point."
  "Shouldn't you be just as keen? If you love him?"
  "Yes."
  "Shouldn't he KNOW beyond the shadow of a doubt that you love him? That you're willing to prove it? Shouldn't you be just as willing to show it as he is?"
  "Yes, ma'am."
  "Good girl. Men aren't as rock solid as we believe them to be. They need our love, maybe even more than we need theirs. They're tough, but there's a fragile side to them. They need us to PROVE that we love them."
  The younger woman blinked for a second, pretzel slightly forgotten.  "Thank you, ma'am," she said meekly.
  The elder woman smiled. "Any time, dear." She got up and began to walk away as the guy came back grinning.
  "There's this brokedn soap dispenser in the bathroom, and this guy went to get soap, but somehow, the stream was aimed UP instead of down, so the soap arced OVER the stall door, and nailed the guy in it.  It was EPIC! He's still in there, tryin to get teh suds out of his shirt. He couldn't help but laugh though; it was pretty funny." He chuckled at the memory, then caught the look in her eyes. "You okay?"
  She stood and continued to look into his eyes. He misread the look. "Did I miss a spot shaving again?" He rubbed his chin, but it was smooth.
  She grinned up at him. He smiled back uncertainly. She grabbed the front of his jacket and gently pulled him into a passionate kiss, catching him completely off guard. When they parted, he swayed for a second and she smiled softly. "I love you," she said. He had enough capacity to grin dumbly. "Just thought you should know."
  He took her face in his hands and kissed her nose. "I love you, too."
  She took her hand and kissed it, then pulled him back in for another kiss. Then she rembembered the pretzel in her other hand. She started eating it again as they went back to the theater, where she put her head on his chest when they had their seats. "What were you and that lady talking about?" he asked curiously.
  "Love."
  "Good topic."
  "Yup."
  "How was your pretzel?"
  "Salty."
  "You DID ask for salt."
  "Yeah, but it was a little TOO salty."
  "Want me to go lay the smack down?"
  She laughed. "No, I forgive them."
  He kissed the top of her head. "Okay then."
  "Yup. True story."
  "I find those are the best kind."
  "As do I."
  He laughed and kissed her again. As she leaned closer to him, he wrapped his arm around her, making her feel even safer."I love you," she whispered, as she easily fell asleep. The smile on her face proved it.

U no that haircut? I need another one.