Loveless

I read these books, stories, and fairy tales of happy endings and your one true love.

I see guys with their girlfriends looking at another with so much love and devotion.

Their kiss, their touch, their smiles… they found theirs.

Why cant I find mine?

It seems like I’m nothing special.

Yeah, I’ve dated guys… if you call being used, cheated on, dated because of a dare, and to get someone else jealous dating.

In books they find their one guy that they cant let go.

Like their life is around him.

I see couples at the mall and school so happy, holding hands, and sitting in their lap… but why not me?

Why cant I have that on hand touch me with such softness that I melt?

Why cant I have my dream kiss in the rain?

Why cant I be loved?

I’m not the most beautiful girl or the smartest.

The best curves or the most known person in school.

I’m just me and not like everyone else.

I want to have love and that kiss to last.

I want to hold hands and sit in a lap.

I want… I want a great guy.

I what they one guy to see me and have that spark.

This is the one thing I want. I want to smile, laugh, and feel loved.

Yes, I have my friends and family but… that’s not the love I want.

I may sound like a bitch saying “want” but this is the only thing I truly want.

It seems I cant have it because my dad died.

Like my way to love died with him.

I feel I cant be loved. I am Loveless… never to have a happy ending.

But I want that fairy tale.

I ant my dream kiss.

I want that touch.

I want that butterfly feeling in my stomach.

I want love!

But I’m Loveless.

Never to be loved.