And at night,
I can't stop to wonder
what is wrong with me?
I often question myself, why?
For how many years of my existence,
I never felt the feeling of being romantically in love
I was never courted
and I never felt special to someone
I have heard a lot of stories about lovers
And I often wonder, why am I not given the chance to have one?
I always tell people I'm fine being alone
But some nights,
I spend my time thinking,
How would I be as a lover?
How does it feel to love and to be loved?
How does it feel that someone treat you as special?
And when I feel like sleeping,
I choose to keep all my questions unanswered
Hoping maybe in my dreams,
I will find the answers.
