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My imagination when I see pictures of those I admire with my heart.

The moment I brand her as the love of my life

It was during the Vanity Fair photo shoot. Since the first time I got the call on that, without warning, I got more excited. The opportunity came at critical time of my relationship with Kristen. I couldn’t hold my feelings for Kristen anymore but I still not able to do anything. I still not feel comfortable to become the home-wrecker and Kristen still not sure about her feeling for me.

When we started the photo shoot with all the casts, it was fun. But I knew one thing, I can’t set my eyes off of her. Kristen was ultimately beautiful. The black dress combined with her sneakers, she’s really got all my attention. We started to tease to each other. I really tried hard to hold my hands from touching her. Though in my heart, to all of my needs, I want to grab her, brought her to my arm and started to kiss her passionately.

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But to my astonishment, our scenes are more than just friendly photo shoot. When she looked at me, with her warm angelic eyes, with her dreamy expression, I felt my heart growing. When she brought her warm build closer to my back and put her warm cheek onto my shoulder, I started to smile. But when she brought her fingers to my arm under my shirt, I felt my whole build shiver. I wish she didn’t do that. I couldn’t bear my feeling. I realized later, after the pictures came out. My serious expression not came from the instruction. But totally my way to keep my self from dragging her to my lap and start doing anything I ever dreamed before. Though I knew she was torturing me, but I love to have her that close.

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When I was instructed to carry her and bring her as close as possible, I felt my heart growing even bigger. Carry her and hold her as close as possible? It was not difficult to do. Since the first time I met her, I knew we had the chemistry. I knew I could fall for her. Having her in my arms were becoming my obsession. It just flows. When she jumped and gripped her legs to my waist, once she’s in my arms, the whole thing became clouded. It was only me and Kristen. When she started to put her soft cheek to my forehead, I knew things were getting harder. It was too much to bear. I could sense her. Her soft build and her aroma made me hyperventilating. But I remember one thing that I kept telling myself, I must not carried over. With great difficulty, I dragged my focus back to the photographer. When it’s over, it’s over and I have to put her down, I must do it smoothly. But then, I heard additional instruction. “Take your face to her chin, closer, make it real Rob”. Make it real? What the hell is that? The photographer asked me to make it real? Real for what?

In horror, I turned my head, faced her sweet and lean chin I adore much. What should I do to make it real? My heart for her was real. My feeling for her was real, but the other thing was not. We’re still not ready to bring our feelings out to surface. But then I realized, before this, there are no one could endure my tormented heart. Before, I tied my heart only to myself. Now, when I have her here, I felt every anxiety and lonely tears gone. She made me questioning my reasons. She’s made me searching about the feeling. I didn’t understand, would it be the same if I met someone else. Then her smile woke me up, she might not be my first love, but she’s the love of my life. So I did that. I kissed her. I Kissed her with all of my heart in front of the crowds.

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I knew, for the others, our chemistry were amusing. Soothing their eyes. But for me, it was the moment I brand her as the love of my life. The turning point of my life. It was the moment I decided, I love her and I will not give up. I will stop only if Kristen asks me. If she’s not, I will stay at my place. Besides her, the love of my life.

These are what I had in mind when I looked at the pictures. Whatever the true story behind the wide-spread pictures & newest gossip, within the next few days and months, my writings is just my point of view, my own analysis.

Disclaimer: All photographs used in this blog are belongs to everglow

When I see her, my heart smiles

Kristen has been the whole thing in my life since the first time I met her. The multi-talented young actress who has unusual beauty, good voice and free soul character that made me want her more and more.

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It was not easy to woo her at the beginning. A stern warning from Catherine was one of the most bewildering. Not to get close to Kristen because her BF was Catherine’s best friend. But how could I resist her strong enchantment. For non-understanding reasons, I found my new habits. Feeling whole while she was around. That’s why it was very easy to show my comfortable gesture every time we were together. Was easy to smile when I have her in my arms.

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I clinged to my commitment. If you love someone, you don’t give up. My growing feelings kept the commitment stronger and stronger. I didn’t care about the past anymore. Without her I have no future. I only need her. She’s becoming too important for me. My sunshine, my angel, my life. But after the b**** accident after Bobby’s concert, I knew I must try harder to make her confident. I remembered that night, before she finally slept on my chest, I told her that I only need 3 things in my life. The sun, the moon and herself. I need the sun for my days, need the moon for my nights and need her for the rest of my life. She didn’t say anything, but I knew she understood. The rest of that night, she kept her self in my arms. My sleeping angel.

She was adorable at the VMA. She asked me once my opinion about her black jet hair (I didn’t know the color of it actually, I only see her her turned from brown to black). I told her that I love her long & dark brown hair, but I realized one thing after all. When I saw her in the picture with that short black jet hair, I didn’t see her hair anymore. My heart was only to her. She will always be the most beautiful creature in my universe. I was standing behind her, listening without concentration to Taylor. Admiring her. Then I felt it. Sometimes the heart sees what the eyes can’t. My heart started to grow bigger. My heart smiled widely. I was amazed. Every time I saw her my heart smiles. Having her in my arms back stage was the most thrilling moment. With her confident, it was easier for me to be with her in front of the crowds. No words need to say. I just value the moment. We were in our own bubble. Only me & Kristen.

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She is every reason, every hope and every dream I’ve ever had. No matter what happens to us in the future, every day we were together was the greatest day of my life.
– quoted from Notebook (movie) –

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These are what I had in mind when I looked at the pictures. Whatever the true story behind the wide-spread pictures & newest gossip, within the next few days and months, my writings is just my point of view, my own analysis.

Disclaimer: All photographs and manips used in this blog are belongs to their rightful owners.

His arms is my happiest place.

I was happy. I knew for sure. I was tremendously happy. When we finally met again before New Moon started, I could smile fully. Nobody makes me laugh like he does. He was my joy. My comfort. My best friend. The half that make me whole.

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I never imagined that my relationship with Robert could get stronger. I had no confident. It was very difficult at the beginning. But he’s been very patience and understanding. Though I faced the flammable jealousy to Erika & Emilie, but Robert has proven his commitment. I have put the permanent and unbreakable hold to his heart. After he kissed me at King Leon’s concert and the way he faced the painful b**** accident after Bobby Long’s, I knew he’s someone who truly loved me and someone I could trust.

We were sitting lazily on the cozy couch in his room, talked and laughed together about random things. We discussed the possibility of attending the VMA. We planned many things as usual. He was so funny. I enjoyed every single moment I had with him. Then I pulled my self closer and crawled into his embrace. Positioned myself to his warm and comforting arms. Closed my eyes, breathed slowly, inhaling his aroma. “You know Rob, they said Disney world is the happiest place on earth. Obviously, they never been in your arms”. Then, something struck my mind. His arms is truly my happiest place. He laughed. Hold me tighter to his build. Kissed my lips lightly before saying, “Oh Kristen, I love you. How can I stop when loving you is like breathing”. His British accent was so wonderful. I could listen to it all day. We forgot all of our plans about VMA. We just value every second of our togetherness.

We were there. On the stage. All together again. The three of us. Me, Taylor and my perfect Edward, Rob. I knew it was not easy for Taylor. He moved and talked awkwardly near us. I could not blame him. It was very difficult for me to not show my tremendous happiness being with Rob. I really want to brand him as mine. I was wondering. Did Robert loves me because I am beautiful, or I am beautiful because I knew he loves me. While we were listening to Taylor answering some questions from the audience, Robert was right behind me. Towering. Suddenly all my surroundings became blurred. I only could focus on one thing. His eyes on my back. His warm eyes, the gray-blueish soulful eyes I adore much, sent a shiver down to every core of my bodice. I almost lost my patience. I wish we could finish everything so I could go back to my happiest place. His arms.

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I knew, even though I didn’t feel anything toward Taylor, but being together in front of the camera with your co-stars who’s crazily in love was not easy for Taylor. I could not do anything. I didn’t have a strength to keep my distance from Rob. Back stage, my necessity for being in his arms was getting stronger. He put his arms on my shoulder, pulled me closer again. I felt the woosh of happiness. There was nothing better than being so closed to someone you’re in love deeply. I put my right hand into his inside jacket, love the feeling being so intimate. I realized, that was the second veiled announcement to public that we were in love. No words. Just the intimate action. We were in love. I really didn’t care anymore. From time to time, my confident is getting stronger. I have to be with Robert. I only could be happy with him. His arm is my happiest place.

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These are what I had in mind when I looked at the pictures. Whatever the true story behind the wide-spread pictures & newest gossip, within the next few days and months, my writings is just my point of view, my own analysis.

Disclaimer: All photographs and manips used in this blog are belongs to their rightful owners.