Saturday, March 22, 2008


The hero always dies. The good always die young. And there is no more innocents.

I wish for a romance, I do. I want to rescue that damsel in distress and lift to her feet and give her that magic kiss that will be the beginning of the relationship that will end all relationships. One that will be written about and sought after by many for this one is different, this one will be the true love, a love that could defy death, a love that is stronger than the universe itself.

But I live in reality, and tragedy is part of it. So love is not.