Two People Made To Be Together; Two Lovers Dreaming Of Forever...

Try as I might to ignore it, the temporary comfort of arms around mine for only a night is no doubt disapointing. It doesn't matter how many times I brag that this life, this one right here, is fulfilled as much as it could right now.

Nights like these are like eating diet food:

At first it's really great and you wonder, "Why haven't I always done this?" But the taste takes your satisfaction to a certain point and then your left wondering, waititng about that key ingredient that completes you.

All it took was the second time my head hit the pillow (though I'll never tell you, or anyone else I find myself falling asleep next to)to honestly wish the night would last forever. I even hoped that the next morning would find us both with newfound realizations and we would lay there all day without regard for the rest of the world. I wish I knew why...?

It's a mental struggle for someone with the mind set and heart I have to continue involving myself with person after person while still lacking that which every person needs:
Someone to go home to and always hear that, "It will be okay and somebody out there is loving you".

Consistency

Well they say eventually that person will come and until then have as much fun as possible...but they are fools and most likely grew up in the days where divorce wasn't an option and unhappiness was disregarded. (I'm sure I'm just being bitter)

(though I am having a lot of fun, in the back of my mind I'm waiting...)