story one

                            Because I'm Still Into Him.

I still love him in

spite of,not

because of-- He is

the rare one, who

even though his

arrogance at times

over shadows his

maturity;

He is still

the one who

gives believable

credibility to my

written soul - I

know he gets my

every word

intellectually and

spiritually.

His own wisdom which

mirrors my soul's

expressions,speaks.

I was so drawn to

his intellect and so

impressed by his

depth...that his

moments of shallowness

almost tilted me over.

I still love him in

spite of his temper

tantrums, and his

reverting back to

his childish,selfish

jealousy;

I love him

even when he tries

so hard to invent

ways not to love me.

All because he is

wanting to hold on

to me for hours..

when I only have

seconds to give. So

you see, I cannot

hate him for loving

me.