Boy

You know the saying, "good things come when you least expect them"? Let's just say, it better work, because I was not expecting this.
There comes a point in every teen girl's life where she's read and watched The Fault In Our Stars so many times that she expects an epic love story, maybe just with some larger infinities. It's hard when you're at this point, because you want that so badly, but you also want to believe that you can function and have a perfectly amazing life without a man. However, that makes it no easier on the heart. It's hard to ignore that one little corner of your heart that is just aching for that special someone to take over. It begs for a complete and utter life changer. You find yourself looking at every boy that walks by you, but find fault in every single one of them, because well, you just know he's not the one who's going to come into your life and make some mess. It's like you have a sixth sense. You get to the point where you seem boy crazy, but boy isn't plural. It's singular. You're just waiting for that one boy. I'm just waiting for that one boy.