*** I posted this to the BSB Fan Fic Group at Yahoo earlier today***
Ever have one of those days when it feels like no one around you
understands anything about you? I had one of those experiences last
night when my BF told my mother that one of the things I wanted for
my b-day next week were some Backstreet videos. He proceeded to tell
her that I have recently gotten into the boy band craze (better late
than never), or at least the delightfulness of BSB. Her response to
me, stated through him, was apparently, "tell her to get over it."
Well, needless to say that didn't sit well.
This came on the heels of my being really sick. Doc thinks I could
have asthma! So, on the bus to the doctor's appointment, I'm
listening to one of my BSB cd's...realizing that their sweet,
melodious voices are like a balm to my fevered brow. This lead me to
think about all the great on-line friends (like you, Rogue-N-Love) I
have made because of my discovery of BSB. That thought inspired me
to write this.
Apologies for the long, somewhat OT-ish intro, but I wanted those who
read this to know where it's coming from! Hope you like!
~Hillary
"Your Presence Graces Me"
All the times I thought I was alone
little did I know
that you were there,
waiting to answer my call.
Now you are a part of my life,
with your arms open wide,
I take in all that you are,
and all I can say is,
your presence graces me.
Few are those that understand
everything you mean to me.
But no matter what skeptics may say,
because of you, I see life in a brand new way.
Your presence graces me.
On days that are too long,
on nights when the despair is just too strong,
your light sets my heart aflame
and my soul truly believes
your presence graces me.
If fate ever decides
that you must leave my side
I will kiss you gently and set you free
knowing still,
that forever it will,
your presence graces me.
Current Mood: 
groggyCurrent Music: BSB: "Time"
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