Watching, paralyzed, as a gun is brought up to my head.2
Feeling someone watching me in the dead of night.3
And oh, it was a graceful butterfly, landing on a blossoming bud.4
It was my heart beating so beautifully in my chest.5
It was a smile on my face, so tender and touching.6
In my head I thought of millions of metaphors to how describe I was feeling - I was being lifted smoothly to the welcoming sky by the wings of an charming angel; I was riding on the back of a smiling dolphin, through the sparkling cerulean waves with the sun on my back; I was lying in the grass under the lush enchanted forest with the songs of nature enfolding me in their melodic grasp.7
And as I felt the soft lips tenderly brush mine, I couldn't think of a better explanation.8
I was in love.9
Author notes
Uhm, this is my definition of love. It's terrifying, and it's beautiful. It's unlike anything else, but my descriptions were the best I could think of.
=) I tried, and I thank you for this contest, which really got me trying! I tried for imagery, and beauty, mostly.
Did I do alright?
Title suggestions?
A contest entry
- Emotions by Vampiric souls.
175 points, ended January 7, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
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WOW.

~*Princess*~

beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 5, ending: 5, dialog: 5, characters: 5.
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Wow that was what i was looking for... it was amazingly great how you defined the actions and meanings of how love is so terrifying.. GREAT JOB and Thanks for entering

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Why thank you, so much!
Really, though, great contest!
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Nice, sweet, um.. beautiful well..... that's just about it. Best of luck in the contest. Shah


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Thanks so much!
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Oh! A title! Sorry, I forgot.

Uhm. Fair warning: I'm absolutely horrible at titles.
Terror, Beauty, Joy: Love.
I think that sucked sufficiently enough for you not to want any further suggestions... -
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I love you.
You are not, stoppit.
That's great!
...NO! I loved it! You're brilliant. -
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I love you.
Yes I am. *Cringes when she sees her horrible title.*
Suck up.
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I love you more. 
Are NOT! And I win this won, you won the last two!
*Laughs at you and pulls you close. "I love it."* 

Nope. That's YOU, miss commentor!
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Never.

Okay! Fair is fair.
Yum.
I don't suck up. Merely state the truth.
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As do I, my love.
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Let me just get my bearings for a sec...
Ahem. Yeah. Okay. You know what just wait a couple more seconds...
Okay. Now I'm recovering from the shock of such beauty. Only you. Only you, Taylor, could write something as amazing, as beautiful, as absolutely wonderful as this.
I am in awe, Love.

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I love that face.

...That makes me nervouse.
*Waits, flinching.*
Do you know how much I love you right now? [And all the time, anyway...]
I am, too. You're talking to me.
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Me too. But I love you more.
It shouldn't.
Yes. I do. Because I love you.
Oh Taylor.
I loveeeeeeee you too.
Forever welcome.
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As I love you more than anything.
Haha, by the way, I meant nervous*.
Oh. Well, multiply that by the biggest number you can think of.
Oh Naila!
Mmm.
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Mm.

I know.
Okay. So I still get how much I love you.

Mmm, indeed.
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Mm. Naila.


-_-" No, you get how much I love you. And you can't argue, I'm taking advantage and saying we must stop now.

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