Okay, so I'm at the point where I feel like love is not destined for me. As optimistic as I try to be it just seems more and more unrealistic. I always feel like I'm competing against a woman who is, overall, the better woman. It's funny because I follow all of these blogs and every single one has someone special in their lives and it further reminds me that as much as I enjoy the single life, I am not single by choice. Friends tell me that I'll find him when the time is right but truthfully, that's not very reassuring. As desperate as it may sound, I just want to be loved. I want someone who is scared to lose me. I want someone who is mesmerized by my smile and my voice. I want someone who is so incredible that I can't imagine how I lived without them. I'm waiting. Just waiting for that guy to come along because he just HAS to be out there. Or is he?
It's possible that the guy who is meant for me doesn't exist at all.