I want someone so much. Someone who'd love me and only me. There's no such thing, but it's nice to believe.1
Every night, I lay in the darkness, praying that the next day, somehow, I will wake in someone's arms. The following morning, disappointment hits me hard, for no one is there. All that I prayed for is lost and shoved into a closet. The enthusiasm in my heart fanishes.2
The thing I want the most, love, isn't even in my reach.
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thats deep but i bet that will happen one day. dont worry
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dw, theres someone out there for you. for all of us. u just have to wait.
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Then why do some die alone?
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cuz they didnt realize their true love,or their one love died. idk. but if u keep thinkin ull never find anyone then u wont. its all in wat u belive.
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That's why I'll never find someone. I don't believe, I just pray.
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well belive it.
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It's much easier said then done.
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only if u make it that way.
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love comes when you least expect it hun and with as nice of a person as you are i'm sure that somebody is out there and is perfect for you and is just waiting to love you 
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Everyone tells me that there's someone for everyone, but not everyone dies with someone. I suppose I'll be one of those people who die alone.
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A lot of people die alone. But that's mostly because the person who loved them passed on before them.
Some people never find someone. But that's usually either because they're too depressed, nervous, or otherwise feel unable to get someone to start with, or because they gave up trying.
But you're certainly not in the category of can't get a boyfriend/girlfriend for any reason at all =3
You are someone who will never be without choice of partner. So even if you don't love them, or they don't love you, you're not going to die alone.
But finding love is not something that happens easily. And certainly you shouldn't give up on someone you're with and love. Also, it takes a while to tell the difference between hormones saying "love" and your heart saying "love".
You see, there are two types of guys in the world. There are carers and there are breeders. We're genetically made that way because of having grown from monkeys. Breeders do just that. They go around making as many babies as they can. They may think they're in love each time, but they'll move swiftly on. Then there are carers. These are the people who pick up the pieces afterwards.
Breeders will make you feel amazing for a short time, and shit after.
Carers will make you feel good for a long time, and only leave if you shirk them.
Bottom line though. You're a beautiful, attractive and decent person.
And you're still young.
Most people around your age don't care for love.
And most people over your age... well that's gonna be a bit iffy.
So if you really want love as soon as, you'll either have to find a guy that isn't after sex and stay with him for a fair while, or you'll have to wait a few years, until all the people around you have grown up.
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