Each day passes by, and I’m still looking. I don’t know if I should continue or not. Did he pass by me without me even noticing? Or is he still out there. Where ever he is, I just hope he comes soon. I need someone to talk too & someone who will always be there for me. I’m tired of waiting. Each guy that I think is going to be him, either stops talking to me or has no interest. It sucks even more when your parents don’t want you around guys. Like they think I’m going to be raped or something. That’s another thing I’m struggling with. Trust issues, freedom, and no prince charming. My life isn’t the best because I’m no princess. But I’m sure it’s something that God wanted it to be. So why am I complaining? Other people in this world have worse problems and here I am, sitting here, expressing my dreams about some silly future boyfriend. But who knows.. some day he’ll come out from the unexpected and I’ll be ready for his presence.
Teenage Dream.
