Love is everywhere,
It's in your friends, in your colleagues,
and even you.
Though sometimes we wonder,
If love is everywhere, why can't we find it?
Why is it sometimes so hard to find that person for us?
The person who seemingly makes our lives "special"
The person who makes us smile and laugh.
The person who makes us feel like the only person in the world?
I've looked for that love everywhere,
but every face I see, has another lying in beneath.
Every love I've found, hasn't seen me as theirs.
I watch as everyone has someone who will listen to all their troubles,
someone who makes them laugh and smile,
someone who makes them feel like the only person in the world.
I wonder, why can't that be me?
Is it something to do with my personality?
Maybe I'm not tall enough, blonde enough, or even pretty enough?
Or I'm just not loveable enough.
I'm always told to be patient, wait for my time.
But everyday I just get closer to the line,
Of hoping that someone I'll love will be mine.
I don't really know what in particular made me want to write this, but here you go:3