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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