There is a thing about love stories…chick flicks if you will…most guys just don’t get them…when we sit around and talk rarely do you here us talk about love…it is unusual to here a guy tell another to stick with a chick when things get crazy in a relationship…often you here a guy say something like “girls are all crazy” or “you just got to be mean to them and tell them how it is. they like that, turns them on” and “I know what your talking about I had a girl like that, shit happens, relationships suck, its hard when you break up but you’ll get over it” …fact is I don’t have many married friends out here in the city…none of these guys know how I feel…and my gay friends have no clue about how woman are…I was the same way…not the mean part but I believed maybe marriage happened when you “settle” you quit “sowing the oats” and find a girl hot and cool enough to end “the game” with…shit maybe I am too nice and trusting…maybe I am not mean enough to keep a girl...but I have the passion of true real love…I watched love movies and wondered how does a person act like that its so unrealistic to think someone would do those things to be so passionate…to forgive so quickly to extend such compassion to do the things guys do in movies that make no sense…they are movies and seem so unrealistic the actions men take because of movie love…they are what they are…and now I know that kind of love…I watch those movies and I get it…I understand why a man would go through those kind if lengths for a woman…the sacrifices the choices the caring…I understand the motivations it takes to do those things…I feel that kind of love…I am willing to do those things…never have I known a love like what I feel now…and yet I have been betrayed by my love…I have been lied to…I have been used…I am in love with a girl who doesn’t love me…and in the last few months that love has hurt me…and I wonder why I love her so much…why do I continue letting her treat me so…in love movies I wonder which guy I am…am I the one that leads her to her real love…am I the one she is supposed to end up with…is she the one to lead me to my real love…is she my end or my beginning…this is not a movie…real life is so mush more grey…and it takes so mush longer than two hours to wrap up…but I understand that kind of love…now I feel like I have given all the chances I can give…and its time for someone to chase me…someone to tell me they love me and cant live without me…I am the one hurt by love waiting for my love to decide on me…to do that something special to convince me our love is true…to find me and hug me…my dreams betray me…my desires cloud my judgment…but its my passion for love that keeps me alive…my passion for true love that I live and wait for…and my passion is fueled by …there is only one woman who can satisfy this passion…and yet its crushed by her…she broke her promise to me…and now that passion is…its…confused…hurt...dyeing…waiting…asking for a true a hug…real passionate love in return…
