All I wanted was you..

"I love thee to the level of eveyday's most quiet need..."

"hey beautiful I have to get going."

"Already?"

"Yeah I have a plane to catch and the cab is waiting."

"Call me when you land alright?"

"Of course. Oh I got you something."

"What is it?"

he handed me a wrapped box.

"It took me a while to find it, but Mr. Stevenson helped me out. I thought you might like it."

I ripped off the wrapped to find an old tattered book.

"The Complete Poetical Works of Elizabeth Barrett Browning?"

"yes, I thought you might enjoy something new to read. Might even help you sleep."

"you are sweet. I got you something as well."

I gave him the tattered paper back.

"Shakespearean sonnets?"

"they helped me sleep before you. I thought they might help you."

he grinned and gave me a kiss.

Remembering how his lips felt against mine.

And he started getting a little more into it.

I started to pull away.

"Okay okay sorry love."

"Its alright just be patient with me. I will get there one day just be patient."

"No rush. I will be waiting until you are ready."

"I love you."

"I love you too. Come on walk me to my cab."

he grabbed his suitcase and the book and I walked him out.

"So you are going to be rehearsing with Matt the next week or so."

"Yes its crazy. Its all going so fast and the show case is in two days and I am just kind of falling apart ha ha."

"You shouldn't you do this all the time. Perfoming."

"I know but know its not about me its about an entire band and Dan wants me to perform some of my stuff he wants to work with me to write the music out so a full band can play it."

"You are going to be great love and you and the band are going to be amazing dont worry."

"I hope you are right."

"I know I am."

the cab driver was waiting in his vehicle.

"Come on before the driver turns mean."

"Alright I love you and I will miss you. I will call you when I land okay?"

"Okay. If I dont pick up that means I am just rehearsing with the guys and will call you right back when I finish."

"Okay."

he got in and smiled at me.

"I love you Belinda."

he put on his shades

I smiled

"I know."

and his car was gone.

I gripped the book and had some time before I had to pack my guitar and go.

So I headed back.

Laid down on my bed and just opened the book to a random section

"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height "

his eyes came into my mind.

"My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday's

Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. "

the flower garden where gave me the lily

"I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;

I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with a passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith."

when I told him everything.

"I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death."

when he sang to me.

I never thought I would ever have it this bad, but I know I have found my other piece. That other piece of myself I never expected to find.

I thought I was through with love and its twisted ways

but here comes this wonderful english guy, and just turns my world upside down.

I heard my door open.

"Morgan come on we need to get going."

"Be there in a minute. Can you grab my guitar its in the library."

"Alright."

I closed the book and grabbed my notebook and my shades.

And met up with Dan.

"Lets roll out Morgan."

"Okay. Hey do you mind if we practice something of mine?"

"Yeah of course. What do you have?"

"its a song I wrote I have the music down but I am having a little trouble with the lyrics."

"sounds good. The words will come to you, you will see."

I have in me, I just haven't gotten it out yet