The cold cruelty of morning shines against me like an unwanted plague as the night slowly fades. I can't stop thinking of the night's past adventure as I lay in bed. It could have played out much better than it did, but it didn't. That's always the outcome of me. Tons of sweet but a bit of manic for a twist. I seem to never get the scenarios right. Hmm. Perhaps that's why I'm an author. People I meet become a story and within that story, I write them to exist forever, even though they fail to stay present in my current world. I'm a paradox of madness, waiting to be played with if the right one touches me. This planet is vast. He has to be out there somewhere right? Where on Earth could he be? I'm searching for you. I won't stop until I find you. No matter how much heartache fills between the space. I won't ever give up hope of finding you. Come dawn or dusk, you'll be in my mind. You'll remain forever.

Julicia Salvatore