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Where am I now... Sitting in front of a computer trying to put theses word to my fingertips. Words thrown together to try and resemble a thought. And then these thoughts to resemble where I am now.... Someone to nobody, and a nobody to someone??? How tragic. Today, someone will remember me the way I was on July 2nd, two thousand and three... Because I will remember... but how will these things change as the days pass. Who knows where the person you just had dinner with will be in a year. Change is certain and your memory fades. When you see someone that you haven't seen for a while, do you pick it up or pretend? Do you say hi or hug?

So the progression of life brings you to meet the person of your dreams, the one. Now I'm not talking about red pill blue pill fantasy, but a person that steps in and makes you wonder how you ever live without them.... So then how do you live without them when you are no longer together? It's like black and white. How do we so easily forget the happiness and create a blurred pocket for that time. Everybody is the one.. just on some degree... and it not just them that makes them the one... they are the one for you at that moment and place in your life, and you are the theirs. Sometimes though, it is only for that moment. As they pass through, the two become perfect for each other, sentences get completed, thoughts are read, and silence become the most interesting conversations.

We forget that there are only few certainties in life. Things just don't seem to have the same chances these days, so why not seize the moment as it passes. It is sad to think perfection can be found only in spurts. It sad to know that you can be the happiest person, but tomorrow, there are no guarantees. As people pass through, not just in love, we live and experience and grow.... and as they pass on over, out of our lives, we do tend to forget, but for that time and place, you will remember, although it might get a little fuzzy, and you might want to repress those feelings, they were there...

So open your book and begin to flip through the pages and see how many of them were filled with stories that have been lost or just forgotten. Maybe things come full circle and the pages that were written before get repeated again at your bookmark, or maybe you would just rather rip them out. As the book becomes more and more full, we will have different stories and many people will pass in and out, ones or not, they were there. And in some way, they have added something in your book and made it that much more complete.

I'll let my heart bleed and pretend that the only happiness is found when you are alone. I will see tragedy in everyday life, because it makes me feel alive. But I will continue to let the phone ring and let my chats turn to timeless conversations. And I will believe what I see in the movie. And I will say unconditional, because I mean it....

Someday the story will end and the book will close, I just hope the final page will says "happily ever after...."