I've decided...

I've waited this long for the 'perfect man', so I can keep waiting.
I feel foolish and so unbelievably desperate and teenage-ery complaining like this, but sometimes the truth of been lonely is just more freeing. The alternative is mulling it over in my head and analysing my faults. It's so consuming and draining.
I just want to be happy and alone, not wishing I know how the other half feel.
I know there's someone out there for me, for some reason I just need to be single and free right now,The Universe has spoken, and that's okay.
But I just can't help hoping that this summer will be it for me...that I'll have my 'one'.

Fingers, Toes, and hearts crossed.
Hearts, arms and legs open.