This place where I'm at isn't the place I'm meant to be, at least, for tonight, it just doesn't feel right. As subjective as that sounds, I can't seem to come up with the words to describe it. While the world around me moves to enjoy a night of football and friends and family, I feel displaced. I don't believe I was ever meant to feel this way.
I truly wish I could erase some things... learn to really forget it like the hundred dozen others in the world who somehow continue to live in the warm embraces and comfort of that significant other. Perhaps... it just isn't time for me to find my lover. There're a million things I need to do and work on.... and forget, to have that lover here... well, I'd probably only hurt him.
Valentine's day draws nearer with each passing moment and I can strangely enough say I'm happy for the couples out there. I'm happy they have someone to hold onto, to look at, cherish and to say.... "I miss you" or "I love you" to. I'm happy that there are some people out there who have someone they can reach out to so intimately, to share a meal together, to get all wrapped up in because although I don't feel well now... I have hope for tomorrow.
I won't lie. Hoping sometimes is such a pain. You put your heart and soul on it, place your life in its hands... and you could lose. And yet, I hope that one day despite my past and a whole bucket-full of things....that certain someone meant for me and I will finally meet.

Beautifully written :) Is this a personal essay or fiction?? Either way- very nice!
ReplyDeleteah, well hello there! This is a personal essay that... just kind of came while I was literally in that somber kind of rut you can get into every once in awhile. Thank you though for thinking that it was beautiful! That made my day!
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