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Bette’s Musings
Bette’s Musings
Tina’s been away for four days, work can do that sometimes. Bette is sitting quietly contemplating her alone time.
“God, I’m miserable,” she thinks to herself. “I’m bored, I’m lonely. I miss you T.”
She walks to the CD player and turns on some Me’shell Ndegeocello. “I need to just chill. I’ll see her soon and then everything will be fine.”
She sits down on the sofa and attempts to read a book, but her mind wanders back to her love. “Ugh, this is driving me crazy. I just need to let you know what I’m feeling. I cannot believe I’m acting this way. I’m supposed to be so tough, so strong. I’m acting like a child.”
Bette decides to write Tina a letter.
Hey Babe,
I’m just sitting here missing you. I’m bored and depressed because I haven’t seen your smiling face in over four days. I don’t think I can take much more. I can’t stand much more. DO you really know the effect you have on me? You are like a drug and I am currently in the midst of major withdrawal. If I could just here the lilt of your voice I know I could smile again.
I went out with friends the other night, but you know that. You seemed upset with me when you hung up after calling me while I was out. That bothered me for days. I imagined you at work, strong and confident. It gave me a feeling of pride. It also made me kind of hot, imagining you in you little surgeon outfit. I wish I had been there by your side. Who knows, maybe one day I will be right there next to you.
Anyway, the evening out was OK. I thought about you a lot. I thought about just being with you. Who needs all the noise and bravado that accompanies the club scene when you can sit and just be with someone you love? I guess I’m getting old. Opportunities for companionship arose throughout the night but I could only think of you. Why bother with average when you actually have the best.
The nights alone are the worst part. My mind drifts to happy times together, gazing into your soft eyes that speak volumes. Your eyes show the intensity that is your soul, your being. I wish I could just dive in and swim in them. I’m sure being in the depth or your soul would weaken me to the point of drowning. What a way to go.
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(51 votes, average: 3.51 out of 5)
awww..beautiful..
doing happy dance. thanks. after lastkid if this was sad, i was just gonna shoot myself. thanks for the good vibes. sooo appreciated.
Beautifully written.
This was really good! Now let’s hear Tina’s musings.
C your words made me cry and miss my baby so much..now I am even more confused….HELP…..
Now that…was beautiful medic…just been doing some catching up again…but I do love your story here so do continue..
Awww, how sweet is that?! She misses her baby.
aww it was so beautiful & so moving, c these r the kind of emotions that bette has within her heart but is 2 afraid 2 share with anyone, because she’s afraid of getting her heart broken, totally understandable, but she is dealing with tina, and everyone knows that tina is sweet, adorable,& compasionate, they are a very beautiful couple, and i hope tina goes home soon so she can heal bette’s heart the only way she can. thanx 4 the post.
Great post and just lovely the way Bette is expressing her feelings to Tina albeit in a letter that I hope that Tina finds when she comes home. Since Bette is asleep, Tina will probably come home while Bette is sleeping. I hope so.
beautifully written…
Damn that is so beautiful and lovely, love it!
aww that was sweet. medic you write beautifully.
just absolutely beautiful, medic.
Sweet
is it just me,did the sraight tina just sprung bette porter. that should have been tina writing bette that letter.
yeaaahh… sweet but somehow hurtful. pls continue. i miss my baby too.
Beautiful Words……..