I was never successful in relationships, no one ever loved me seriously and I now nearly find it impossible to get married. For me my life is a party without anyone to party with. I am twisted by life but love brings smile. I have always loved the idea of being in love, having someone who would make me feel stunning evermore. My idea of love used to be like a movie where two people meet, but don’t know they love each other and one fine day the sweet reality dawns upon them. I have an imaginary love story, where everything is perfect. To love someone so much that all that matters to you is being around him, no questions asked and most important no conditions made. My imaginary love story is usually the reason why I sometimes can’t help but accept as true in “may be”, when the sky within is clear and it’s bright in my heart. To have someone to say goodnight is not a big compact, but to have someone who wants you in twinge more than in smiles is what matters. At least my made-up love is like that! I am in love with the idea of being in love and a dream of having a love story and the fact that my life is like a car driving a super fast car in the opposite lane but it doesn’t stop me from imagining a love story I wished, but could never have. They say you can’t live a fairy tale, so who stopped you from dreaming of it.
I write a lot, which keeps me off the streets and out of trouble. There is always something to write about, always a new story to craft. Not writing, for me, is like trying to hold back a sneeze. Learning to write was the most powerful influence in my life. I can still remember the awe I felt when I realized I could put real words onto paper and tell out a story. From that first ‘a-ha’ moment I knew I wanted to write.
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