Love Me Quick

I've been typing up some stories for Twisted Tales Of, since my usual nighttime activity is away from the computer. I've noticed something in my writing. Ever since I discovered my father cheating on my mother, my stories have reflected that, they've lost the love and I worry that maybe I have too.

I once believed that marriage above all meant something, I still do, I still hold dear that someday when I marry I'll be with that partner for the rest of our lives, never waning, never parting, but I see it all over, people seperating and one out of billions stay together for the whole hog. I want that, I really truthfully do.

I'm all dressed up with no place to go but strangely enough tonight I don't want to go out, I'm visiting my worlds once more, the ones that have been written and disappeared. That's how my stories go, they spring up, they're written down and they disappear. Characters may be recalled but once written, they dissolve. One day, will I?

Something to ponder I guess... tomorrow I have work but Monday it's off, so I may just wander, walk upon a lonely cloud and dream :)