on endings

some things don't end.  In this moment, I know I will love her forever and with a passion that will always terrify me.  We may never ride into the sunset... fuck, maybe we will never even ride again, but I know an ending when I see one and this is no ending.  I know what I feel now and I know what I would feel standing in front of her and this is no fucking ending.  Somewhere, sometime, this story will continue.  I have no idea how or when, or even what that means.  But what I do know is that now I fucking write my story, every fucking day.  I will notch a fifth tally on my bookshelf, and remain in recovery.  I will wake up and surf, and I will continue writing until we stand face to face once more, the reason we are alive.