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| 004 - Writing Prompt :: Love |
[ Fri Feb 12th/ 2:40pm ] |
Not really a good topic for me. Why? Because I'm a grumpy, cynical old man. Well, some tend to argue about whether or not I'm old, but I'm 44. I've definitely lived long enough to form opinions on almost everything. Most of them not particularly popular, but who cares?
I've been in love once in my long life. Once. Andrea was the only woman who ever turned my head, got my attention without even trying, and then made me work to get her. It was much like how Susan and my brother ended up together. That's the way to get us Clarkes, I suppose. Not to sound cocky, but we often get what we want. And when we don't, we try hard as hell until we do. So after she turned me down time an time again, something made her give in. I don't know if it was my persistence, or if she'd always been interested and just played ridiculously hard to get. Or maybe it was neither of those things. But she finally let me take her out. We fell in love instantly, and I had to ask her to marry me.
But... marriage is hard. Or maybe it's just hard for me. We were married for five years, and then I get divorce papers. Things just fizzled out, and we didn't try anymore. Now all we go is fight when we talk to each other.
Since then, I've been happy as a bachelor. Just looking for one short night of love before I leave it. Or kick it out, really. I've tried love. And marriage. I'm fully content on not trying it again. Feel free to try all you want, if you'd like, to change my mind.
My sister keeps telling me that I need to settle down. I know she's just looking out for me, but... I don't need to. If it ain't broke, I'm not going to fix it. I'm happy. I've got my freedom. Not a lot of people my age can say that without lying.
In closing: Love bites. Or love stinks. Whichever verb you prefer.
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