Love continues to elude me. The romantic kind. Nothing new there. I am used to it but it gets lonely. I don’t know why, but for some reason hearing Bryan Adams’ Heaven, set me off today. I mean I know realistically there is a high chance that I will die alone, and to some extent I am prepared for it. But I have this glimmer of hope, that some day, I will meet him. Someone amazing who loves me as much as I love him. It might be when I am 82 and I might die the next day, but I do hope it happens.
There are so many people out there that meet the love of their lives. Regular people like me. Don’t know what I am doing wrong. I am no Einstein but I am kind of smart and I am a good person (I think). A little quieter than usual but easy going, committed, hilarious. Okay, I know some may debate that last point, but I am funny damn it.
No one to dedicate cheesy love songs too but oh well, life goes on.