I am lonely, yet not afraid.
I long for the type of love that is consistent, not short term, the kind that fades.
Society states; “her clock is ticking and soon he will be too old to play.”
Yet why should I settle so as to be perceived a certain way?
Nighttime is difficult; my sheets are cold yet the thermostat is at 73 degrees.
I can submit to a moment of desire yet again that is only temporary.
A forced conversation consisting of topics that are not interesting to me,
should I act as if I am stimulated or accept that there is no chemistry?
I believe in Love and know that love is a blessing.
So, I will respectfully wait and prepare myself for our momentous discovery!