Some of you may know by now: I'm quiet, shy, passive, artistic, stubborn, compulsive, and mysterious - just your average guy!
I NEVER talk about my feelings - I find it difficult. But on here, where nobody knows me (or ever will), I find it much easier.
My intention: to spill out what the word LOVE means to me! I'm about to do freestyle typewriting! That means I will continue typing whatever it is that is on my mind, without any stops...and I'll see where it takes me!
Here goes: Ok, so here i am, writing on love, what can i say, except that i've never expeirenced it firsthand, and i don't know if i ever will, i know the feeling of liking someone, but i've yet to feel the feeling of being liked/loved. love to me means being happy with the one you've got, when the world can end tommorow, and it doesn't matter, because you feel her comfort all around. You know how lucky you are when you've found her, it's just a matter of time. but for me, i wonder if i'll ever experience that kind of warmth, the kind i imagine in the winter, sitting by the fireplace, with family and friends, sharing stories about first dates and frist kiseses. Or will the wind carry me in the oppsoiste direction, a place of know sun, no light, no blue sky, and no tree. Will I be blinded, or am i allready blinded, by the rays of loves endless possibilties. HEre i am today, at the crossroads, one takes me to the fireplace, the other to a darker place. It's my one chance i have, to open up and not look past. It's not too late now, i have it all to look foward to, one day i'll gaze in her eyes, and see the reflection of my life. She's waiting for me somewhere. As you read this, she may be asleep, she may be awake, thinking abou tme, she may..............blah blha blha.
hahahah, i truley have no idea what i've really posted, it's all FREESTYLE, i think i'll go ahead, and post, and read it then!
THIS SHOULD BE FUN!





