Dear Myself

15 Jun

Dear Myself,

I don’t believe in love.
Or at least the love that I want.
I want a fairytale romance, filled with passion and suspense. I want my heart to flutter at the meer sight of him every single moment that he walks into a room, and when I grow old I want goosebumps from his touch.

But I see relationships around me filled with fights, jealousy, and anger. I’ve been told my standards are too high, and I’ll never get a partner with my stubborn personality.

I like who I am.

So I’ll keep waiting. Even if it takes forever.

Love, you.


One Response to “Dear Myself”

  1. Jared June 15, 2010 at 5:28 pm #

    That kind of love DOES exist. Trust me.

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