Was That Good For You?

According to Urban Dictionary, a hopeless romantic is defined as someone who is both in love with being in love and being loved. This is apparently very different to a hopeless flirter, who is defined as someone who is simply in love with being loved. 

I'm the latter.

There's nothing wrong with being either, whether you are positively naive or just have some issues (I'm the latter again). After all, if you loose the bullshit, we're all just hopeless really.

Regardless of this fact, sometimes all a girl wants is fireworks. Beautiful, spontaneous fireworks that blow your mind and send you tumbling.

It doesn't have to last forever, in fact I'd go as far as saying it could only be one night. 

It may just be my inherent desire to be loved but it's starting to become clear that I'm asking for too much.

Surely a year of built up sexual frustration, a little too much vodka and a play fight is enough to set off some pretty epic fireworks. 

Were my expectations too high? I mean what was I actually hoping for? Because it's not like I'm a believer in fairy tales... And I don't want to marry the guy. 

Objectively, I have no reason to complain but it's clear my search for fireworks continues. Afterall, there was definitely no sign of them on the sofa; or on the floor, table, bed and in the shower. I checked twice! 

"Uh, was that good for you?" ..... Enough said.

Peace Out.