Personal log

Posted on 30 Nov 2013 @ 8:29pm by Chief Warrant Officer 3 Amon Mormont

285 words; about a 1 minute read

I am not entirely sure what to say. I know what I wish to say, I am just not sure what. Or more, how to best summarise it. I have been spending time with Stark. A lot of time. More than a man my age should. Perhaps it is some sort of fascination, perhaps it is just a crush. Thing is, it doesn't feel like it. It feels deeper. More...special. As if we have a genuine bond, as if I have the chance to perhaps...

No. It's silly.

But I feel like this could become something. He makes me smile. More than usual as well. And he is truly beautiful. Beautiful and warm and special. He has a light in him that I find endearing. A passion that makes my skin tingle. I know we...well, slept together. But it is enough for him, or is it just a one night stand? He is everything I believe a man should be.

Problem is, I am not. Hell, I am hardly a poster boy for anything. A bit of a failure in aspects of my life, mostly muscle. I worked hard to get where I am, but it isn't due to any real natural talent. More an interest. I have governed my life after my interests, thrown caution to the wind. I have failed. And succeeded.

I wonder what Gabriel will make out of me one day. Will he like me, care for me, knowing that I never reached my true potential? Will he still smile to me if I tell him that...

That I think I love him?

I wonder. Anyway. Good to have that off my chest, even to a computer.

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