A/N: I decided to piss people off more by posting another one of my "shit filled" stories. This is a one-shot.

Enjoy and flame all you want. But here online, no one can judge me. I am not subject to being the perfect mathematician I am expected to be.

Here is where I could care less.

Love Always

Princesslady

Dedicated to Sage, my inspiration.

The material holds the greasy residue left from my fingertips upon its silken, floral ornamented outer-shell, embedding the indentation of my distinct finger-print across the gold and zinc filled material, to be smudged and erased for all of eternity with one swipe of the hand that with holds this precious material. The coil around me sweeps messages of its silent prayer to my ear, whispering the very words that I wish to cry out onto my beloved- begging him not to leave me unaided for what seems like a life-time. It's telling me to stop him before he leaves me forever, going off into a life of unknown I could have been apart if only I opened my orifice to speak those words I have kept hidden within my being for so many long years before he had left for that higher education everyone greatly wished to acquire but very few had acheived . It can read my soul as I watch him disappear into a cloud of gaseous exhaust that could eventually send me to a chocking frenzy.

However, I do not mind. I would go to the ends of the earth for my beloved Arnold if that could bring him back to me, to stop the wedding that will take place hours from now to the one he will soon title as his wife, my arch nemesis, the one I never could quite grown fond of liking nor befriend for her desire to acquire my hearts greatest content contrubuted in me not ever thinking that a she and I could ever be on civil terms. I would even withstand the bitter-sweet catastrophe of having him tell me that I was too late in confessing my heart unto him and his heart was now, and forever will be, Lila's; only to come back moments later with a fiery passionate kiss that would send me over the edge, falling into a sea of vast tranquility and love with the whispering endearment of "But you'll always be my soul mate Helga."

My heart would then overfill with the joyous happiness I have been void of for almost ten years now. But I know, along with everything else I have grown to distaste because of life's pretenses, that it was all- ands will always be- a dream. I had my moment to confess, but I lost it just as quickly as I grasped it, letting it slip through my slender fingers though if it were the grains of sand that held time in the capsule I call life;and as I stand here on this paved side walk, watching miscellanous activities go on before my Ice-Blue eyes, I see Arnold's car fade into the setting sun and leave into the distance. I have lost him and all that is left is the locket that I have cherished since my child-hood years, leaving me with my only memory of my beloved face.

A/N:Allow the reviews to begin. Peace and Love to all my fans. Always princesslady