the last time that i wrote was about love. but it was the pain of my first love that broke up with me. i now have the most incredible woman ever. this one is about my thoughts on marriage.

marriage. i can't wait. the time keeps getting closer, and closer, but it's not close enough. when i get married, i will finaly be free, i will be the man that i am supposed to be. my soul longs for her so bad sometimes, that i will lay in bed all night thinking of the one i love. she is like a dream come true. i can't beleive that she has hung with me so long. i find myself unattractive. she finds me irresistable. this is a good thing. i feel that when i am married, my soul will blossom into the purest form that it has ever been. when we are apart, i am in pain. when we are close, my soul is in complete bliss.the definition of glisorine is a sweet liquid. my definition is that which is good and best in life, the things that fuel you to live for the next day, the things that make you want to be the best that you can possibly offer, that which ignites the fire burning deep down. ciara is my glisorine. i have visions that when i get married, i will take on the role that i am ultimatly supposed to take up. a loving, devoted, husband. i love the fact of it all. and i can't wait much longer.