Thursday, October 11, 2012

Because this is easier than a persuasive letter....

I think I might be a hopeless romantic. I spend my days dreaming of something better that has yet to come. I struggle not having a man to call mine...or even any realistic prospects. I live my life planning out my future with the man of my dreams, whoever he is at the time. At the moment, I have no clue who he could be and that scares me to death.

All I want is to love and to be loved. (I think that's a line from the movie Holes or something.)

 I want someone I can tell everything to, and for that someone to care. Someone who will see the worst in me, and love me despite it. I need to confide in someone. I need to cry in someone's arms. I need physical contact--someone to put his arms around my waist, to rub my back, to kiss me. I need an emotional attachment. I need to TRUST somebody, or I'm going to go insane.

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