Anything Worthwhile Is Tough.

Yet Here We Are, Two Children And A Broken Promise Later, Standing Before Each Other, Just The Way We Stood That Day At The Alter, With Equal Parts Love And Hope. And Once Again, I Close My Eyes, Ready To Take A Leap Of Faith, Ready For The Long, Hard Road Ahead. I Have No Idea How It's Going To Turn Out, But Then Again, I Never Really Did.

And Without Dex In My Life, I Like To Think I Could Have Somehow Found Contentment. But The Truth Is, I Feel Freer With Dex Than I Ever Did When I Was Single. I Feel More Myself With Him Than Without. Maybe True Love Does That

I Want To Make It Official, I Want To Make It Forever

Then He Continues His Rant,saying, "and Even If I Didn't Know Them, I Know Their Type." "and What Type Is That?" She Asks,leaning Foward In Her Chair,yearning For Confirmation That He Gets It,that They Are Like-minded In Their Observations Of Others And The Circumspect Way They View The World. "oh,let's See," He Says,rubbing His Jaw. "superficial.artificial.sheep. They're More Worried About How They Come Across To Others Than Who They Really Are.they Exhaust Themselves In Their Pursuit Of Things That Don't Really Matter.

My Head Spins As I Glance Away, Refusing To Get Sucked Back Into His Gaze When So Much Is At Risk.