Game.
Submitted by BLues. on November 07 1999 at 03:10:10
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Hi "game". I'm responding up here because scrolling down is just a little too "tedious". And, I'm not afraid to talk to you. Don't flatter yourself. I left out many key things? Did I? What were they? Unless you're Michael or his mother you wouldn't know. (unless you're me, are you me?) :o) I admit, I am "biased" arent we all? Of course I wanted it to turn out good for me. Don't we all? Saying she was wicked was my way of "dismissing" her in the story because I didn't want to really get into it. I went more in depth about it when I responded to Faith. If you have any questions then openly ask me. I will answer you. Don't assume the answers before you even ask the questions! You are assuming way too much about something you know very little of. And maybe it was just an "exercise in self pity". So be it. I'm not above that for sure! Hell, that's a way of life for me! Was your response an exercise in self worth? Again, biased? Of course I am. As far as the response about him being too young...well...I'm sure I'm a better judge about that than you. I can remember being 12 and being in love and it pretty much felt the same way it does now. Wonderful to have and terrible to lose. I really don't consider his age to be a factor here. It was almost 8 years ago. Michael turns 20 next year. We spent a glorious year together. One I'm sure neither will ever forget. Problem? Nobody was hurt by anything except the decision his mother made to split us up. I am assuming that, since I never actually heard Michael say to me that it upset him. I'm sure if given the chance to...he would have. Again, I'm being biased. Being that way possibly saved my life. As far as a 12 year olds concept of love being "far different" from an adults...I would have to agree. All he saw was that he loved me. He didn't consider what anyone thought about it. He showed it, and didn't care who saw it. That's the only difference I see. Maybe you would like to come up with another word to take the place of "love". You could have a different word for every age. Love is love. Enough about that. If you don't understand, you probably never will. In closing I want to tell you that you that I usually take critisism well. But yours was just a little too vague to give me anything to work with. I had to add to it, and as far as that goes, I'm my worst enemy. Am I being full of myself again? Sorry. Close your eyes. I'm not above being taught something by a stranger so if you have anything you feel I would benifit from don't hold it back. I welcome it. I love you so much I just can't help but smile. BLues. |