The Perfect Ending..

Unhappy with the Story of My Life.. I Decided to Change it..
Part of My Book.. Didn't Seem Organized.. So I Proposed to Rearrange it..
Temporary.. I Closed My Book.. Just to Live Life Not By My Book.. Or The Rules.. to Erase Them..
Permanently Fix the Problems in My Life.. To Deal with Them Head on.. To Face Them..
Because You See I started Out Straight.. But Somehow I'm Here.. Wanting So Many things that My Mind Told Me I Should Have..
Wanting.. Everything Thing and Everyone that My Body.. Thinks that I Could Have..
Taking Advantage of Every Situation.. Anyone or Anything is in My Grasp..
The Perfect Ending to the Story would Be to Find Happiness.. But Like All Stories.. That Perfect Part Seem to be out of My Reach..
So I Stopped Believing in my Stories.. And Listen to My Own Advice.. Practice what I Preach.. So to Speak..
I Strayed Down These Dark Paths before.. But Now.. I Feel Like I'm Blind..
Obviously Oblivious to the Truth.. The Naked Truth..
The Bare Thought that I could Be.. One of Those People who I often Say that I would Never Be..
These New Found Feelings are Affecting.. Me..
Physically, Mentally, and Sexually...
And I Personally..
Do Not Know How to Feel.. About These Feelings.. Interrupting My Perfect Ending.. Debating..
Wondering.. If I Could Have Seen this Coming.. Wondering if Anyone Reading this is Relating..
Personally, Physically, and Mentally...
And Knowing Sexually..
That the Perfect Ending to a Great Read would be to Never Reveal the Ending..
To Have the Reader so Engulfed in the Story.. That they are Determined to Know if The Character Would ever Find the Winning..
Qualities and Common Sense to Know when.. They Have to Give In.. And Give Up..
Thinking the Best Way to Relate to Someone is to Put Yourself in There Situation.. And Then Decide..
And as You Turn the Page to Seek Better Understanding.. Why is All One Could Reply..
To Understand why People Cheat, Steal, Manipulate, and Lie...
Just To Obtain Happiness, Security.. To Cheat Others.. So You Won't Have to Cheat Yourself.. Because Honestly No One Wants to Cry..
Everyone Wants that Perfect Ending.. Some would Give the World to Gain some Kind of Prospective..
Others.. Try to to Better Their Future.. Just to Gain a Retrospective..
Just to Have This Perfect Ending.. When Most were Never Practical.. Never Practiced being Perfect.. We Want So Much More that We Are Willing to Fight For..
Barely Willing to Strive For.. And to Honestly Believe that You will Have this Fairy Tale Ending is Only Right For..
A Certain Amount of Time..
I just want to Live.. I want to Learn..
I want to Earn..
Every Kiss, Every I Love You, Every Hug..
Every Gift of Affection..
Every Type of Memory I Gain.. I Want to Mean Something.. To be Apart of My Personal Collection..
Knowing that My Book would Sale..
Just For My Ending.. Because it is No Longer Perfect.. No Longer Flawless.. A Genuine Ending.. Worthy of My Infamous Tall Tales..
And Short Schemes.. Of How I Met The Loves of My Life..
And Considering Being in Love, Loving, Marriage.. Even Being Someone Wife..
To Wondering.. If I'm on The Wrong Side of the Road to Gain the Full Prospective of Things..
And If you Don't Understand what I Mean..
The Maybe You Should Turn the Page.. And Read..
Believe That.. Life is About Choices.. And a Genuine Ending to All Things.. Is All that One Really Needs..