Dear Lover ♡

Dear Lover,

I wonder where you are and what you are doing . I wonder if you can feel the sun on your skin like I can now sitting on this bench. I wonder if you think the sky is a beautiful miracle like I do. I wonder if you are happy or filled with worry. I wonder if you ever wonder about me.

I wish I could meet you right now but I still have some growing to do. I am not ready for you, which means you probably are not ready for me either. I am a handful. A lot of work, but I am sweet and kind. I think God filled me with sunshine and sparkles. Elements that can only be found somewhere far out in space. A brilliant masterpiece but hard to contain.

I hope we better each other. I hope we can make each other laugh. I hope all the pain and heartache I have been through was worth it to get to you.



I want love.

I want real love.

I want someone to look at me the way I’ve looked at a thousand people I have loved.

No one has ever returned the love I’ve given.

I give, give and give until I have nothing. Absolutely nothing left except an empty heart and a tired body.

I am tired.

I am so sad and broken.

Everyday hurts more than it should.

I am exhausted.

Giving everything in hopes to get one small thing in return.

I want real, can’t live without each other love, but what if it’s not meant for me?

I’m starting to think I’ll spend my whole life chasing it,

all the way to my grave.