I've come to the realization that I am relic from a bygone age. The age of marriage, commitment and permanence. I've come to realize that I want more out of life that a series of 'friends'. I want someone to grow old with. Someone that will hold my hand, and still want to kiss me when I'm 80. I want someone to come home to at night. Someone that will ask me how my day was, and will listen as I tell stories about the people that I had to deal with throughout the day, and let me do the same for him. Someone that I can snuggle with on the couch, and fall asleep in his arms as we sit and watch television. Someone that will cuddle up next to me at night, with his arms wrapped around me as we sleep. He doesn't have to be a puppet, an automaton or a 'yes man', because I'm sure there will be a few arguments a long the way, but damn, the making up will be awesome. *grin*
See, as I said, a relic, a dinosaur, someone living in the wrong era.
