by Jake Murzynski

Created on: January 26, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

My name is Jake. I was born of Jacob, but called otherwise. I was, if i were to guess, the complete definition of a lost romantic. In middle School, I was a loser, and actually a self-proclaimed were-wolf. I was teased and belittled. All I wanted was to be popular. But it was like the Hindu caste system in my school, and I was going nowhere fast.

Apathetic, anorexic, psychotic, pathetic, synthetic, poetic, neurotic, kinetic, aesthetic broken heart,

A bull's eye with love's drawn dart.

In High School that changed. In fact, I changed. I became "Hotter" if you will, and I began the long and arduous road of dating. Experimentation, excitement, erect, enter, evacuated, exhausted. This was my life. But it brought certain...Uncertainty.
A feeling that I was searching in the right places, but either searching for the wrong thing... or finding myself in something completely unlike anything I would ever want to experience. Many girls came and went, and I felt the same. Broken and incomplete. I began writing, but I was no good. And I was beginning to believe I would never find "her"..."the one"

A singing pain, as I think of you,
My head resting on the piano while sings its cue.

The summer of 2005 rolled around... and while at a baseball game, I discovered that this would be the first summer that ever existed. It was the summer I met her.
She was about to date my good friend. But something drew me to her and her to me.
She began dating him, and after hanging out together once with him, we began talking... then we became best friends... then we loved each other.
On the internet we loved each other in secret. Sharing our feelings of love and how we wish we could hold each other under the stars. Our stars.
But tragedy struck, and her friend who liked me at the time checked "her Space."
And sent all of our conversations to her boyfriend in jealousy. He was furious and we did not speak for a year.

My fingers longing to play you a song,
But it would have to be a billion years long.

After rendezvous with a girlfriend who became a lesbian while dating me, i talked to her again, and feel right back into complete and true love with the girl of summer. We began "serious talking" and her and her boyfriend broke up. But they were still "together" if you ask me, just not official. So we went on a date, her and I, we carved our names into a tree at the beach, and i held her for the first time and our lips touched as a wave crashed onto the pier and sprayed us for the most romantic moment I've ever

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