Michael...
I touch your soft, smooth, warm skin. My fingers tingle, my jantung skips a beat. You're blissfully asleep. Your beautiful face arest and calm. Gourgous cokelat cloloured, almond-shaped eyes closed. Full, bantal lips silghtly opened, breathing quiet breaths. Your cute, silky black curls fall to the side and infront of anda malaikat face.
I wonder what anda dream about... Songs, world peace.. all of these beautiful things.
anda do a deep sigh, slightly making me jump. You're an angel. I trace your perfect jawline. I wonder if anda can feel my gentle touches? If anda can, do anda like it? I gently pindah your hair from your face and behind your ear.
Suddenly, anda pindah and your big, warm arms membungkus, bungkus around me. Your scent is deliciously intoxicating. Your body is so warm. ... I'm in Heaven. My jantung is racing. Your heartbeat is musical.
I really wish we could be together. I just want to be able to ciuman your lips. To maybe just ciuman your cheek. And to feel your lips on mine. In just three years... We could be together.
But you... DO anda cinta me like I cinta you? Are anda happier when I'm around? Are anda sadder when I'm not? Does your jantung race at the speed of light when we're close? Do anda get shivers at my every word?
I wish we were closer in age...
Your harmonious heartbeat and breath lull me to sleep.
***
I wake up to the murmured sounds of The Three Stooges and your angelic giggles.
"Good morning!" anda give me that beautiful Smile. "Sleep well?"
"Yes," I yawn, putting my hand over my mouth.
"Your mother's coming over at 3 to pick anda up for your violin lessons," anda inform me, a sort of sad tone in your voice.
"Damn," I sigh and sit up.
"I know," anda look at me. Your eyes are amazing. I'm actually lost for a menit until a bonk! on ther TV scares me. anda giggle. I'm still tired. I lean on you, and we snuggle and watch TV. Curly's having Trouble with his sweater.
"So," your sweet voice sounds unsure how to start. "Have anda found anda Girlfriend atau boyfriend yet?"
"I have my eye on people..." I blush, not wanting to make it odd. anda seem dissapointed. I can tell.
"Like who?" anda have that ooh, tell me! voice that anda use to cover it up.
"A guy and a girl," I say, giggling and playing with your bed-headed curls. anda say, with an amazing chuckle that I'm being cryptic. "Why do anda need to know?"
"So if they hurt you, I can get my bodyguards to teach them a lesson," anda say in all seriousness. Your eyes have dulled a bit (this happens when you're serious about things like this) and your mouth is pressed in a firm line. Your eyes are looking straight into mine, pleading, If they even look at anda in a way anda don't like, anda tell me. "I really don't wanna see anda hurt, Adds." Your eyes get their sparkly-ness (new word :D) back as I hug you. I can feel your jantung beat as fast as mine. "Thank you, Michael..." I say softly as anda stroke my hair with your hand and whisper, "You're welcome..." Then anda say, "You mean so much to me... I don't like seeing anda hurt... It makes my stomach twist."
You're so sweet... I nod and anda ciuman my forehead gently. anda have no idea how many kupu-kupu are in my stomach right now. How Happy I feel, just from that little ciuman on the forehead. I can't describe at all my feelings, Michael.
Your caring eyes look into mine. "If you're hurt, physically, emotionally, or-"
"I know, Mike..." I say, sorry to interrupt. "You tell me that every day..."
"Do I tell anda that You're My Best Friend everyday?" anda ask, a sweet Smile on your face that almost makes me lose my breath.
"Yes," I laugh. "Twice."
"I'm gonna up it to three," then that grin anda give me literally makes me have to catch my breath. I giggle. "What's the occasion?"
"You," anda say simply.
I'm so happy I'm your best friend and you're mine. We share secrets, play games and giggle with eachother. Just being close to anda is amazing. I thank God everyday for you. I've prayed, ever since I heard your voice to meet you.
My prayers have been answered.
*~* End of part one! *~*
If I get good reviews, lebih than 3 likes and maybe some constructive critisism (wtf, I dont think that's how anda spell it 0-0) and help with spelling errors, I'll make more! :D
l O V E
I touch your soft, smooth, warm skin. My fingers tingle, my jantung skips a beat. You're blissfully asleep. Your beautiful face arest and calm. Gourgous cokelat cloloured, almond-shaped eyes closed. Full, bantal lips silghtly opened, breathing quiet breaths. Your cute, silky black curls fall to the side and infront of anda malaikat face.
I wonder what anda dream about... Songs, world peace.. all of these beautiful things.
anda do a deep sigh, slightly making me jump. You're an angel. I trace your perfect jawline. I wonder if anda can feel my gentle touches? If anda can, do anda like it? I gently pindah your hair from your face and behind your ear.
Suddenly, anda pindah and your big, warm arms membungkus, bungkus around me. Your scent is deliciously intoxicating. Your body is so warm. ... I'm in Heaven. My jantung is racing. Your heartbeat is musical.
I really wish we could be together. I just want to be able to ciuman your lips. To maybe just ciuman your cheek. And to feel your lips on mine. In just three years... We could be together.
But you... DO anda cinta me like I cinta you? Are anda happier when I'm around? Are anda sadder when I'm not? Does your jantung race at the speed of light when we're close? Do anda get shivers at my every word?
I wish we were closer in age...
Your harmonious heartbeat and breath lull me to sleep.
***
I wake up to the murmured sounds of The Three Stooges and your angelic giggles.
"Good morning!" anda give me that beautiful Smile. "Sleep well?"
"Yes," I yawn, putting my hand over my mouth.
"Your mother's coming over at 3 to pick anda up for your violin lessons," anda inform me, a sort of sad tone in your voice.
"Damn," I sigh and sit up.
"I know," anda look at me. Your eyes are amazing. I'm actually lost for a menit until a bonk! on ther TV scares me. anda giggle. I'm still tired. I lean on you, and we snuggle and watch TV. Curly's having Trouble with his sweater.
"So," your sweet voice sounds unsure how to start. "Have anda found anda Girlfriend atau boyfriend yet?"
"I have my eye on people..." I blush, not wanting to make it odd. anda seem dissapointed. I can tell.
"Like who?" anda have that ooh, tell me! voice that anda use to cover it up.
"A guy and a girl," I say, giggling and playing with your bed-headed curls. anda say, with an amazing chuckle that I'm being cryptic. "Why do anda need to know?"
"So if they hurt you, I can get my bodyguards to teach them a lesson," anda say in all seriousness. Your eyes have dulled a bit (this happens when you're serious about things like this) and your mouth is pressed in a firm line. Your eyes are looking straight into mine, pleading, If they even look at anda in a way anda don't like, anda tell me. "I really don't wanna see anda hurt, Adds." Your eyes get their sparkly-ness (new word :D) back as I hug you. I can feel your jantung beat as fast as mine. "Thank you, Michael..." I say softly as anda stroke my hair with your hand and whisper, "You're welcome..." Then anda say, "You mean so much to me... I don't like seeing anda hurt... It makes my stomach twist."
You're so sweet... I nod and anda ciuman my forehead gently. anda have no idea how many kupu-kupu are in my stomach right now. How Happy I feel, just from that little ciuman on the forehead. I can't describe at all my feelings, Michael.
Your caring eyes look into mine. "If you're hurt, physically, emotionally, or-"
"I know, Mike..." I say, sorry to interrupt. "You tell me that every day..."
"Do I tell anda that You're My Best Friend everyday?" anda ask, a sweet Smile on your face that almost makes me lose my breath.
"Yes," I laugh. "Twice."
"I'm gonna up it to three," then that grin anda give me literally makes me have to catch my breath. I giggle. "What's the occasion?"
"You," anda say simply.
I'm so happy I'm your best friend and you're mine. We share secrets, play games and giggle with eachother. Just being close to anda is amazing. I thank God everyday for you. I've prayed, ever since I heard your voice to meet you.
My prayers have been answered.
*~* End of part one! *~*
If I get good reviews, lebih than 3 likes and maybe some constructive critisism (wtf, I dont think that's how anda spell it 0-0) and help with spelling errors, I'll make more! :D
l O V E
I cinta Michael. Not for his stardom(ok maybe) but for his amazing voice his moves, like water. I don't know why so many people hate him. I don't know why they sent him to jail. I don't know why.... ALL anda MJ FANS, keep up the work. I HAVE BEEN A MJ fan FOR 12 years, It won't and I mean WON'T stop. I am happy he was on Earth for so many years. Michael, Rest in Peace, one day, anda will come back.
WE ALL SHOULD BE GRATEFUL OF MICHAELS WAY OF LIFE, THE PAIN AND MISERY, THE WAYS HE WAS TREATED,BECAUSE, LOOK WHAT THE CRUEL WORLD HAS DONE TO OUR BELOVED MICHAEL JACKSON, THE CRUEL WORLD KILLED HIM, NOW ITS OUR JOB TO TELL HIS NON fan WHAT HE DID FOR US! ONE GLORIOUS DAY, THE WHOLE WORLD WILL cinta HIM AS MUCH AS anda AND I.
WE ALL SHOULD BE GRATEFUL OF MICHAELS WAY OF LIFE, THE PAIN AND MISERY, THE WAYS HE WAS TREATED,BECAUSE, LOOK WHAT THE CRUEL WORLD HAS DONE TO OUR BELOVED MICHAEL JACKSON, THE CRUEL WORLD KILLED HIM, NOW ITS OUR JOB TO TELL HIS NON fan WHAT HE DID FOR US! ONE GLORIOUS DAY, THE WHOLE WORLD WILL cinta HIM AS MUCH AS anda AND I.
