After a date with potential crashed into the men-are-idiots zone (I’m the worst, I’m sorry to all men reading, I don’t really think you’re all idiots, I just…ugh I’m saying it… I can’t), I’m left with a yet again stronger conviction that there is a man who I genuinely love, I love him, and I don’t even know how to ask him to have a conversation with me at Starucks… Cue “Alone” by heart.
Dear lover, you sucked
at times; I did too. You are
the love of my life.
He’s every other thought, sometimes. Most of the time.
Cue song of your choice.
And maybe, if you please, say a prayer for my heart (and for all the broken hearted).