Why why why?
I really don't like people that are too antsy to get out, get married and thing that they're doing well with their life. My best example is what just recently happened to a friend of mine. Now, he's a good person, and I've never known him to be irrational but he recently ran off, without telling anyone, to New York, to meet a girl that he had met on Deviant Art. Now, my first feeling was to go after him and I would have probably screamed at him, but tonight I finally talked with him and told him part of how I feel. What I didn't tell him... is much much deeper... It felt like a kind of betrayal, like our entire relationship was a competition to him, and now he's winning, and it hurts... I dunno, I'm almost a year older than him, and I've been dating the love of my life for almost two years now. We plan to get married... well, within about two years now, originally it was when we were both 18, but now... well, it's still going to happen and that's what matters, but we've been saving things. Obviously, the whole concept of "sex after marriage" is dead, because as of late, I think I may have one, maybe two friends that HAVEN'T had sex yet, and, to my dismay at first, we did too, but now... it means so much, so much more than just pleasure, it's sharing out souls with each-other... That's getting beside the point, the biggest thing that we've been saving is sleeping in a bed together, knowing that when we wake up the next day, the other will be right there next to you, that's probably the number one thing on me and my love's list. We both feel outdone now though, because not only has my friend slept with this "girlfriend" for a week in the same bed, he's complaining that his parents don't like it. To put things in perspective, he lives with his parents, and he JUST turned 18 last month, about this time too. So lately he hasn't been the best of friends, but at least we're talking again.
Now the title. Over my computer I have four little colored glass hearts and one crystal rose, and I love them, they're so pretty. That's where the title came from.

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