i believe in miracles

let's say you are in love.

you all know what love is; love is that magical, mystical, butterflies in the stomach, heart-pounding, face-fllushing, eyes swerving experience.

do we really know what love is, though.

you look at the media today, you see all the people being haunted by shows like TMZ, and you think, are they really happy in their relationship? Having people watching their every move, whether they are holding hands, or hugging, or just standing near each other?

Unnerving.

Then, you hear about the facts. Now a days, half of marriages end in divorce. It's probably more then that now. Why? Money. Lust. Greed. The usual things.

No one, is marrying for love anymore. If you have a steady, and high paycheck, suddenly you are the hottest man in town.

So, where is the love?

When I grow up, and I get married to that person, I want there to be that, soft, casual love there.

That kind where, you love each other. You're open with each other, natural with each other, ignoring what the world is trying to force onto us: women need to have small waists, and bigger hips and chests, men need to be ripped, with tan brown skin, and rippling muscles. that you need to be rich to be happy.

i just want a love where we can eat cold cereal for dinner and be happier then those who went to the fancy restaurants for dinner.

not because we're low on cash, but just because we can.

and nothing can beat fruit loops with that person you love.


--lynn