Love is something very fictional to me.
Where is it?
Have I ever had it?
Am I incapable of receiving love?
I’ve had so many false starts.
I’m afraid to begin again.
I feel to ragged for the dating game.
I want a family.
I long for a soulmate.
I want a happily ever after.
I’m starting to feel as tough love isn’t fictional.
It just doesn’t exist at all.
One day someone will change my mind.
One day I’ll know love.
I want that day to be now.
I’ve felt so alone.
Unfortunately I’ll have to wait for my Prince Charming and hopefully he’s just that.
The one to make this fiction true.
-Asia Aneka Anderson
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