Feb 16, 2008 17:19
Every time I pick up a pen, or start an rp, my mind always chooses someone my main character can go with. There is always that pivotal meeting where they both glance at eachother and sparks fly. Or, if that doesn't happen at first glance, it does later. Like a ritual I always ask myself: Why do I write love stories?
I've never been in love. Extreme like, curiosity, but not love.
I can tell you the perfect thing for a guy to do or say, I can pick out the sweetest reactions from the girl. I can weave you a story full of pain and triumph, all sealed with a kiss.
It's ridiculous.
I have never been held lovingly by any male in a way that entailed more than friendship.
I have never kissed, so how would I know how to describe warmth and gentleness? Other books and other people let me know how that feels.
I know that people who are older than me can look down and say, silly child, you're too young! Not really. It's never too early too feel like you matter to someone other than your family and friends. It would be amazing, but it's just not going to happen this year. D: