|The Man I Love (standard:Flash, 1011 words)|
|Author: Lori||Added: Aug 14 2007||Views/Reads: 2209/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|“Thinking outside the box.....Choose someone from the group, or someone you know, DO NOT use their name. Write for 20 minutes only, Describe them, physically and emotionally, write about who you think they are in their real self. Be descriptive. Write fro|
The Man I Love By: Lori This is in response to a prompt I got from a writing group. I laid out the prompt in the story description. Can you do the same thing? I would love to see your stories on here from it. You can't edit, it's freewriting! _______________________________________________________________________ How to describe someone you love with your whole heart and you only have twenty minutes to do it in is unrealistic. The reasons could go on for a lifetime and still not be enough to express the gratitude you feel for someone. But, I'm on a deadline here so let's get with it. The man I love is an ordinary man to most. He's six feet tall, supposedly but we debate on this because I'm five feet eight and 3/4 and we stand almost eye to eye ;-). He's overweight, but that's only to hide the deep pain inflicted by his brother as a child. His hair is getting more gray with each passing day and I love to see it change colors. It used to be so black when we first got together. But, to know it's my loving devotion which turns it gray, she laughs at the inside joke, make it a treasure to see. His eyes aren't blue, and not green, more a gray color when you mix them together. They light up when I come in the room and dim when I piss him off ;-). They heat to a sea green when he's in a loving mood and wants me to know I'm the love of his life. He wasn't the man I thought it was, wasn't even the man I was looking for when I found him. We met in an unusual place, a strip club. I went with some friends to see what it was like. I had never been, my parents would have killed me :-). He was the bartender. I didn't pay much attention to him that first night. I was waiting for my date to show up. Turns out he was arrested for drinking and driving. I think I was saved that night from a lifetime of misery. The man I was supposed to meet is now in jail for about 10 more years. While I'm living the life I've dreamed of living. I came back to the bar, with the same friends, a couple more times. If you're a single woman that's the best place to meet guys. They show their true colors when they're surrounded by a bar full of half naked women ;-). If they're smooth, approach them to see how it goes. If they're wild, leave them alone because nine times out of ten they have a wife and kids at home they're trying to escape from. My man was calm and cool. He had been working there for about three months and was used to the women. It's not his thing anyways, it was a job and he was good at it. The man knows just about every drink under the sun. He knows how to make it stiff if that's your taste and he knows how to back off without you noticing if you've had too much of a good time. He knows how to make a rowdy man calm down and think before he throws the punch he wants to throw. And he knows how to slam sense into the ones who don't calm down. All with a smile on his face and laughter in his eyes. I started going out with him on a dare, almost. My friend said if I dated him we could get free drinks. I did, she didn't :-). I didn't love him at first, but by the end of the week I did. We were engaged six days after we met, moved in together by the end of the month and were married two and a half months later. I've looked back a time or two. Been in trouble a time or two too. I almost lost a good thing about five years ago. I fell in love with another man I met online. I thought the pasture would be greener on the other side. It wasn't, but it cost me my pride and dignity and almost my life. The man I love sit beside my bed, as I was stoned from the drugs I used in an attempt to kill myself, while I cried out another man's name. Did he give up on me? NO! And I'm so glad he didn't. I love him more for it. He's taught me something no one else has. He's taught me it's okay to love myself and him. He's taught me I have to do the first before I can do the second. He's made me a better person and I'm grateful to him for that. He's made me a better mother, because I've been able to stay at home and watch my children grow up. He's taught me it's okay to be who I am and what I am. I'm still going to be loved for it. He's taught me I can do anything to him, hurt him in any way, and he's still going to love me. I couldn't ask for more than that. I still have three more minutes and could go on and on, but I won't. I think I've said enough about the man I love. For he's more than I could have dreamed of and I pray he's the only one who will ever love me like this. He's the only one I want now. He's my everything, my savior, my angel in disguise, my beacon of hope, and my eternal love. He's the other half of me. I couldn't be who I am today without him. I couldn't be the person who's happy and joyful without his love. I couldn't be his wife without his understanding. I couldn't be my children's mother without his support. I couldn't be the daughter or the sister without his guiding touch. Copyright 2007 by Lori Tweet
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