A moment in time

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Rating: PG-13
Author's Note: In response to Carolyn’s ECW competitions
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Distribution: WWE_ATS_BTVS_Complete, my groups I post to, anyone else just ask

No one could understand us. We were something special. To me, you were the queen. I treated you as such. You were a diva before it was necessary. You had it all the love, the excitement, and understanding for the business. Everyone loved you and those who didn’t wanted to be you. I miss lying next to you. I miss smelling the berry scent from your hair. But things had truly changed.

I’m not the man of our time. I’ve matured from the kendo stick to issuing directions and doing management things. I could no longer place my body through that pain anymore. In ECW, I was the King. I was championship material. I had skills. In the WWE, I was just enough to be hardcore champion. I was on the second string. Although it was known it could wrestle one on one with anyone.

Then there’s you. You didn’t mind that the WWE did not pick up you. You work the different minor circuits. You changed your look. More accurately you modified yourself. Damn, you are still desirable. You still have the power to captivate anyone’s attention. I still regret the day I let you go but it was for the best. We’re at different places and we’re happy. See you standing there. We’re doing it again. It seems like an eternity to take ten steps. We softly say, “Hey!” as we hugged. You tell me, We’ll talk later, Tommy! I can only smile, You can still light up a room, Francine.

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