Sanctuary from reality.

*This is a rough draft.  I will edit it when I get around to it*

One starry night
the heavens fell
into the sea.
And the universe danced for us.

A celestial song
echoed from the depths,
stars kissed
the salty waters,
comets streaked beneath
the waves.

There we sat,
caught between two worlds.
Watching the sky
Swim in the ocean
and the ocean
drift into the sky.

The universe danced
the complex choreography
of forever,
And we glimpsed a piece of Heaven.

It's shit like this...

I don't know what is wrong with people.  Maybe its just the time of year?  I really don't get it.  But I will tell ya what I am getting really fucking tired of the following questions:
"Are you married?"  No, do you see a ring?  Or anything that would suggest someone gives two shits about me.  No you don't.  However this leads to the inevitable question:
"Have you ever been married?" First off are you fucking serious?  I still get asked if I'm still in high school!  Sure, I'm kind of a fuck up, but I don't have a "starter marriage" under my belt already.  However the stupid round of questioning doesn't end up there.  Oh no, people have to establish just how miserably lonely I am so:
"Do you have a boyfriend?"  No...I'm kinda pathetic like that.
"Oh, so do you have kids then?"  Of course this is a logical explanation for my 'single' status!?  I mean clearly being 24, not completely haggard looking and not having a significant other must mean I have an amazing amount of baggage, right?  No, you asshole I don't have a kid.  Birth control isn't that complicated ya know and since I have an IQ higher then that of, say a rock, I have managed to avoid any annoying, squalling two legged shit machines.  Thanks.
The response to all of this:
"Smart girl, you'll have more fun if you just do your own thing."
Fuck you!  I would love to have someone to keep my feet warm at night, to laugh with (or at), or just to zone out with.  Instead I think I'm just going to go eat a pint of Ben&Jerry's.