Looking for Love
As a young teenager I gaze out of my bedroom window daydreaming
of when i find my right my prince charming to sweep me off my feet.
I Imaged him kissing me for the first time feeling his strong arms around me.
To be told Iam loved and desired and made to feel loved and cherised and safe.
As i gaze out of my bedroom window with tears down my face reflecting my life 17 years later i sigh and wish i had done things different.
I wish I had made better choices in my life for the many choices of love i have made
have lead me down a long unhappy road of put me downs .
Many men i have trusted to treat my heart with rescept but to have it broke so many times it has turned to stone.
will i ever have a heart to love again will i be waiting forever.
Will my stone heart stay as stone till the day i die never
knowing the love that i have always dreamed off
or is that was it is a dream that cannot not happen for me.
Everyday Iam told iam fat iam useless being put down .Where are the warm strong arms that i dreamt of
where is the love i should be feeling
whereis the feeling of feeling safe and wanted
where is my true love the one that i dreamed of or does he not excist
Is it something you just read about in a fairytale
Maybe iam not worty of love maybe god things i have done to many bads things in my life to be loved.
Will i ever find my true love
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