I've found myself saying lately that I have been single for so long that I know exactly what I want, that I would never stand for anyone telling what or what not to do. That I now have the liberty of choosing who I end up with, not the victim of folly. Maybe this is why I am still single. And do I really mean the words coming out of my mouth? I think not. I think it's just so people don't feel sorry for poor me, the endless bridesmaid, the single friend, the one who only allows embraces after a good (or cheap) bottle of red. Mostly I am happy, things are going pretty great these days, but once in a blue moon I want to say "forget what I want", because what I want is to be held. How do I really know what I want anyways? Deep down I just want to feel appreciated, wooed, held. I want someone to answer to, to care about my day,my friends, and my life. So maybe I'll give up my standards for awhile, what I want and what I am looking for. I'll embrace fate and let what will be just be. Que Sera, Sera! If fate wants to speed things up however, that would be great as well. Until then,
The Hopeless Romantic xox
Saturday, August 21, 2010
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