Imagine this,
You throw yourself out there,
Going to bars,
Hopping on dating apps,
Looking for love,
Or maybe wishing that your soulmate walks up to your door while taking a nap.
True love.
It's what we all want,
It's what we Desire for,
Yet, every time we look for true love it's in a different font.
True love.
A funny thing to say, isn't?
We meet and meet,
Just to feel like we aren't getting anywhere.
The excitement we hoped for eventually dies,
But I know deep down, that our non existent love
Is somewhere,
We just haven't found it yet.
True love.
What's True if it never existed?
Better yet, what's love if no one experienced it?
We can be true to one another, but can we only love each other?
So many questions,
So many dates and failed talking stages
That becomes lessons.
True love.
It might be an "American dream",
It might be a desire we all crave for,
Who really knows?
Sometimes, we feel like giving up.
Sometimes, we wonder why we can't have that kind of love.
One day.
One day it will be our turn,
Our time.
Waiting will be worth it.
The best kind of love we want and need will come around.
