Just The Way You Are

if your life, or my life, were a story, i don't think it'd really end.
if it /had/ to end, it'd end with your death.
but then, wouldn't the next chapter be with your kids?
or would that be a whole nother book, in a long series of stories?
who knows.
stories end in ways we cannot predict.
sure we may get the rough outline (i.e. hero prevails and the enemy is killed),
but we can't predict every detail (i.e. hero dies in the process, or the enemy isn't really killed and is soon to return in a sequel series!)
and sometimes, stories never end the way we thought they would, or want. (i.e. hero dies and the enemy lives on!)
our lives are like that.
those who predict the ending in their story usually are wrong.
it's one of the reasons why asking someone to be your girlfriend/boyfriend is so... terrifying?
you don't know for certain as to what they will say.
you could be rejected.
denied.
no girlfriend/boyfriend for you.
it's even more nerve wracking when you propose to somebody.
because that could just shatter your whole future if you get denied.
but yeah, i digress.
bottom line?
we each are writing our story of our life.
always writing, yet never knowing what's going to happen at the end until it happens.