I Want To Make It Official, I

Love As A Verb. Love As A Commitment.

I'm Glad You Were Both Here," I Finally Manage, Thinking How Strange It Is To Be Standing With The Two People Who Made You, Something Most Kids Take For Granted Every Day Of Their Lives.

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.

When I Write, I Picture The Characters A Certain Way In My Head, And They're Not Like Any Actor Or Actress. It's Almost Hard For Me To Let Go Of My Ideas As To The Way They Look.

What Every Girl Dreams Of When She's Dumped Is - That The Guy Will Someday Feel Regrest And Come Back And Tell Her All About It. And The Beauty Of It Is You Have No Regrets Whatsoever.