Don’t Get Easily Attached

I know your dreams. I know your goals. I know who you are. You are looking for love. You are looking for your soulmate. You are looking for someone you can call yours. You are looking for someone to share and spend your life with. Yet, you have forgotten yourself. You have forgotten who you are. You have lost yourself trying to find the one for you. You have been seeking for a partner all along. You have lost track of how long you disappeared. You are outside, roaming around. You are on social media, fingers scrolling up and down. You are reading books, eyes fixed on lines that can help you. You are with your friends, talking about men. All just because you are looking for someone to understand you. To love you. To care for you. To be with you. To not give up on you.

I understand you, I completely do. I know how desperate you are. I know how you feel. You are alone. You are empty. You are lonely. You are sad. I know you want to feel happy again. I know you want those gaps in your heart to be filled with love once again. I know you want someone to be there for you —to be right beside you. I know you want someone to hold your hand, mostly in public. I know you want someone’s arms to hug you tight, never letting go as if he is afraid to lose you. I know you want to wake up in the morning with the person you love and cook breakfast together. I know you want to feel that type of love again.

But dear, don’t be in such a hurry. It’s just love and in the right time, it will come to you. Have patience then you will meet the man of your dreams and he will pursue you in his love, I assure you that. You are worth pursuing. You are expensive that money can never buy. God is still writing your lovestory. It will not be how you imagine and expect it to be but, it will be perfect. Perfect for just you and him. So just wait. Breathe and rediscover yourself. Learn to live your life again and love yourself before putting others first. Go oustide, experience adverures and find yourself once again. You need it.

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