I'm not gonna live my nights in anguish. swooning is a waste of gas, and my tanks are running low. I used to desire the hollywood reel of what's real. And I've realised I talk in the past a lot. I envision everything once it has already happened. Hell, even things that never happened that i've "moved on" from. I'll get it out and straight. I've had feelings for people that I don't think I believed would pan out. A little hint, if you've ever thought to yourself "Steve acts as if he likes me as more than friends" or anything with me flirting, it's probably smart to assume you were right. Some more obvious than others, but I did have my share of unrequited love in school. It's easier to have a desire when I know it is impossible, and dont bother asking why. Oh and it is not just me. People are at a point where sleeping around is no longer the standard. Waiting for love, longing for companionship, a desire for emotion is now the cliche we've embraced. Hell, that's about as clear as it gets. We never know what we want, and since I cant bring myself to be completely honest with others, even though i'm probably only a few points of careless above naming names, it's about time to end the Doogie Howser soliloqy. I never loved, but somehow I lost? I guess thats a good way to sum it up. Sometimes folding is the only way to come out of a hand with some money left in your pocket.