I wonder if I’ll ever be loved
Not like how friends and family love me
Like be loved
By someone in love
I try so hard not to count the days of my life that have gone by
And I still have come so far without having experienced what it feels like to be loved
By all accounts I am probably past or near my midlife.
Still no one has loved me
Don’t worry I’m not oblivious
I am a fat ugly crazy person
Maybe love just isn’t for me
Love is something other people get to experience
I wish it was though
I wish love was for me
Maybe they’d love more fiercely than I do
A daydream
I wish love was for me
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