45- Heart song

I love the way- no hold me tight- no

Scowling, Atlanta threw her thirty-ninth paper in the trash. She had to write an essay for her English class, and write a poem or song that came from the heart. Holding her head in her hands, she desperately tried to think of things that she loved.

A sudden image of a certain purple-haired warrior drew itself in her brain, and inspiration hit her like a train.

It took me some time, but now my love for you shines.

I want to jump in your arms, and claim you as mine.

I hope to the gods that you feel the same,

And if not then my heart is to blame...

She got the highest grade in her group.