I don't know if that title makes sense.But anyway...
Actually anything I say never makes sense...
But anyway.. Here it goes...
I am 18 years old. And unlike everyone I am waiting for that perfect soulmate to arrive and take me away to the paradise. As I dream of him being with me and taking my all pains while I listen to his melodious song of love. This feeling of being with a guy that's perfect to complete my story and give meaning to my search when I don't even understand what I am searching. As this feeling increases every time I find myself in another level of paradise where the world is just made up of me and him. I guess everyone of my age dreams of having someone to share everything and give our whole self to that one. They say god has made everybody a partner . The other soul. I believe one day He will surely arrive. The fantasy of us would surely be fulfilled. And He shall overcome me and my fears of loosing him without even having him. And when this day arrives I shall be ready for that happiness. I am so used to this lonliness that I fear togetherness. When He shall hold my hand. I must be ready for that promise. I am so used to being broken that I doubt commitments. When He will pull me close to him. I must be ready for ecstasy. I am so naive at most of the things. I believe that he will handle this immature me.
