I long for the day I find someone worthy of being with- someone I can see myself being with for a long time. I long to look into the eyes of someone I love, and feel that electrifying energy that flows deep through the veins. I bleed for survival of heartbreak; I lust to live another day knowing I’ve hurt someone other then myself this time. I smile at the thought of one- smirking at the thought of tight interactions, embraced in his arms for yet another adventurous night.

Take me for the criminal I once was, punish me for it, as long as it gets me closer to you. I cry to know if this is the right thing to do. I wonder if anything we will develop from this relationship- if we were meant to be. If you are the one. So many times I’ve been left behind and drawn to another. So many countless moments when I wonder to myself, When will this end? When will I find the one and only true love for me?

Is epoch the real problem, or is the stereotype crashing down on me? Without notice you stepped into my life, and you caught me when I was on the verge of falling into the depths of my sorrow. That same sorrow that passed me through a thick barrier of mar and ache. I long for the day I find someone worthy of being with. I pray I’ve found the right one this time.