I don't want a real relationship but I don't want a fictional one

Heroine's Ending

My eyes open feeling a drool at the corner of my mouth. 

I turn my head seeing my television that is on. The screen is black and says. 

[The disc does not read.] 

My console is on. My controller is beside me. I didn't pick up the controller instead I turn off the console. 

I eject the CD that's in the console and I look at the CD.

[Your Heart]

I look at it for awhile then put it back at the case.

I thought about throw it away, but something in me should keep it in the shelf where all the other games I have.

I feel so much weight off my shoulders. 

I feel like a new person than I was yesterday. 

You know what, I'm not working today. Today, I'm going to do something different that I want to do. 

I take a stroll at a nearby park with hot coffee in my hand. I went to sit at a nearby bench and take in the scenery of the park. I take a sip of my hot coffee and complimenting the day I'm having. 

I start to think evaluate my life.

I know I'm not happy the way I am.

I want to do something that I really love.

Writing.

I haven't write since high school.

I should bring my notebook.

Well, I have the whole day. I do it when I get back home.

The first thing I step in my apartment, walk into my room, into my closet, grab a empty notebook, sit down on my bed and think what to write.

What should I write?

I thought about wanting to write, but I have no story.

I glance at the game that I put on the shelf.

A light bulb pop up over my head. 

I start to write. 

I have written at least 20 pages. It's night time. 

I continue on until I fallen asleep. 

After work, I did it again. I went to my notebook and write. 

Tomorrow, I did it again. 

 I write. 

and write.

and write. 

and write.