This is my first entry… a prologue of what’s going to happen – of what’s not going to happen — of a love story still bound to happen.
Let me tell you something about myself first.
I am in my early 20s as of this writing. I broke up with my boyfriend of six years two years ago and grudgingly, am devastated and lonely. It is hard to admit to yourself that you have failed someone and even failed in attempting to even maintain a relationship. It doesn’t really show because I’ve been on a dating frenzy since. But I tell you, it is a lonely world out there.
Until I met this seagull, this pirate, this poet – a heretic beyond words. His name’s Sam.
You can call me a fool. A mermaid fool.I have always loved the tale of the mermaid Marina, the classic story of the mermaid who fell in love with a prince.
I had to deviate this blog from my personal blog because I know he will be reading about it and criticizing me and telling me what he thinks. I would have none of that. I just want to relate our story, in this blog, for I know this story is just the beginning.
