My head keeps screaming enough is enough but my heart still holds onto the fleeting hope that it all might
turn out like the happy endings in the movies. My heart the hopeless romantic believes the stories that dance across the silver screen where life and love work in perfect harmony. Because the human element has been removed; the people on screen are simply reading from the script, there is no thought, emotion, passion or heartache involved. Real life however is unpredictable and fraught with tear filled nights, bitter words, heated exchanges and awkward encounters. Even after all of this turmoil put on repeat over many years, my heart and head justify starting the cycle all over again in the hope that this time there will be a different ending.
On the other hand, this time just might be different because my super-hero's are going to protect me from myself; they are the older brothers I always wanted. Defenders of my honor, intimidating, interrogating and inspecting all possible threats to my happiness. Each of them possessing qualities that when combined would make the perfect person, but alas that isn't possible so I will continue to love them as my best friends and brothers. Kyle for being the soft spoken, driven, quirky one, Andrew the outgoing, dependable, thoughtful one and Chris the over-protective, loving, understanding, kind-hearted one. They are my personal super-hero's who spring into action anytime I need them. Making me laugh hard enough I almost forget why I was upset, and insisting that the next time I have a potential boyfriend they must meet him and he has to receive their approval and pass inspection. An if anything happens to me physical harm is inevitable.
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