I have a great life thus far.
I am surrounded by a great energy of family, friends, and outcomes.
It warms my soul to be blessed with my endless opportunities.
As happy as I can be, I have an empty space in my heart and soul.
I want to love and to be loved so sweetly.
My heart is vulnerable to be loved.
Deeply loved and cared by a soul I can claim.
It is difficult to say that I’m okay when everyone around me has found a soul to keep.
I am truly happy for their happiness with a hint of jealousy locked inside of me.
When is it my turn to feel this type of happiness?
I have waited oh so patiently for my hopeless romantic dreams to come true.
I must admit these are my true feelings that won’t go away.
It seems selfish.
This will be my one selfish plea.