You're just a kiss on the lips.

I felt like writing. I had a million things to talk about but now that I am attempting to get them all out it seems they all disappeared...



I watched a couple "documentaries" on TLC tonight. One tackled severe morbid obesity, the other polygamy. Both I watched in complete awe...It seemed unreal to me that a person could actually achieve a weight of well over 1000 pounds...however what really caught my attention was how nonchalant the women of the polygamist practice were about sharing their husband. One woman interviewed by the hostess explained that she didnt marry him for love--she married him because she "respected him" and he was a "really good friend". The then continued to explain that "true love" is completely false--that the idea of true love is an illusion the "normal people" experience to make them feel better about their lives and their partners...whaaaaaaa? She had explained that "love" is fleeting--that the feelings of love are based solely on "lust" and the spark of something new...what is left after that spark dies off? nothing, therefore it is better to marry someone you respect as a person and a friend who you dont have that lust or desire for to begin with. It made me laugh a little, to think that someone out there would sacrifice true love simply because it seemed like "too much work to sustain" after the spark dies...




love.






I feel weird saying that word. I wish I could define it, but I doubt I would do it any justice. Yeah, I have said it, when I felt like I knew what it meant. But I have come to realize that it has a different meaning for every person...who has the right to confine it to one definition? Who are you to tell someone what it feels like to love someone else?



Im talking romantic love, here. Not the "ohhh mommy I love you" love or the "wow i am in love with those shoes" love....im talking a love like in The Notebook love....Pretty Woman... HOLLYWOOD, BABY!


lets be real here...im talking about the love I see between my mom and my stepdad.





or the love you see in a couple thats celebrating their 60 year anniversary and are happier than ever.





I want that. Maybe not now, maybe not for awhile...but I do believe its out there for everyone...






patience is obviously a virtue I need to work on.