It's Not So Wrong

took the challenge, written from a man's perspective

"Aphrodite is our godess.
And Venus is our planet.
Libra is our sign.
And love is our game.

Is it so wrong?"

It's not so wrong, to live life to the fullest. It's not so wrong, to enjoy it while you do. I don't know what she looks like, or the color of her eyes, but I know this feeling is true. So I'm not ashamed to speak of her, I'm not ashamed to think of her daily. My heart skips a beat when I see her texts, but that's not a problem, not in my mind. It's not so wrong to enjoy the time we have, even if it is just over the phone. It's not so wrong to imagine we will someday meet, or to imagine the way her hands feel. It's not so wrong, at all. But the question is.

Who am I trying to convince?

The other day you texted me, terrified. A tornado was headed your way, and I found out that day that you have a pathological fear of storms. I've been thinking about it, and this is what I discovered: I am your storm. And you love it. Some people wouldn't blame you, others wouldn't dare touch me with a ten foot pole. People tell me I'm beautiful, I don't see it. You told me, and instantly I knew, this is more. More than I can handle? Maybe. More than I want? Definitely not. I don't know what to write more without raising questions, so I'm going to just say that I can't wait until I can look you in the eyes and tell you these things. Until that time,

Your tornado.

© 2017 Michelle Rachel

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SleeplessVolcano

Interesting story. I can see this growing into "her" writing back to him so that can form a type of compilation of their love letters until such time they can meet in the "eye of the storm"....I would change the "she" in the first paragraph though....talking to her is just so much more intimate than talking about her....

I'd say you did a great job of the male perspective :)