i'm a love pariah.
i'll never be loved. it sounds absurd that i would say such a thing, especially at the young age of seventeen, but in my mind i know it's true. sure, people will say there is always someone out there for you. i mean sure, 7 billion people are on this earth, but as an individual you won't even meet half a quarter of the population.
you may not even meet your true love, your supposed soulmate. the person who will cherish you, day to night. the person who will wake up whilst you're still asleep and stare at your beauty for minutes before deciding to wake you up with showering kisses.
i'll never meet my love. i have accepted my doom, my fate.
i cant be loved, and i cant see myself being loved by another.
maybe in a few years, i'll be happily in a relationship and will come across this and smile.
but maybe romance isn't real and love doesn't exist and i'm totally not wrong.
but i have hope.
a tiny bit.
