Dude where's my love?

I'm sobbing like a baby after watching the Notebook. I've always wanted to see it and my good friend Chloe lent me it of late telling me I'd need some tissues for the end. Usually I'm okay with films, it has to be good to promote a reaction but tonight I had things floating around in my head as well, so it could have been that.

It's something soppy, a romantic film about love. Marcus tells me that I watch too many American films about it. I still believe, though today it has faded slightly my hopes, my dreams, love in particular. I'm no longer enjoying my job, I'm no longer enjoying my life and of late romance has been somewhat dead or any chance of it disappears like a snowflake dripping onto my face and melting. For those precious seconds I have it, I enjoy it and then it disappears and I'm still there, standing there, hoping for another.

I've wanted love for quite some time. I've fallen for many, I'm still yet to find one that returns it. Who knows, that person might be around the corner or may be far away, but I'll still be searching and I'll still hit these bumps in the road. But for now... I keep on going... cause I wanna find that maybe I was right in continuing on...