| You choose to pull away from Owen. You look into his eyes, knowing that he will understand that you are his soul mate, and shouldn't be treated like a common tramp. Owen looks into your eyes for a moment before simply shrugging, and walking towards the door. Your hand goes to the lips that will have his kiss seared on them for eternity... and you wonder what could have been if you had given in. You dedicate your life to writing poetry inspired by Owen's exsistance, hoping that he will someday see one of your poems and know instantly that you are the one who wrote it, and search desperatly for you, his soul mate. To date, you've written 23,123 poems. Three of them have been printed in Reader's Digest. |
| Meeting Owen Wilson |
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