Holidays like today remind me
of my perpetual singleness
as if I ever forgot.
The confidence of finding
my happily ever after
is at an all time low.
This hopelessness is
becoming a permanent
state of mind.
I'm giving up on love
because it's seeming
more and more like a myth.
The statistics speak
for themselves:
divorce is prevelant.
And due to my own experiences,
I just don't see forever
in my future.
My heart still hangs
to a glimmer of faith
in the fantasy of soulmates.
But it will take quite
the sweeping romance to
convince my mind otherwise.
great metaphors
ialllost marries a leo from the west in 1983 anything concerning love i love