Will I ever have someone who'll truly love me? Everytime, I ask myself this question. I can't help but think that I'm just torturing myself. Because ofc not, why would someone love me. It's not like I'm a good person and I'm pretty but in the books I have read, they're so pretty and kind and people like them have someone, someone who truly adore them. I'm far from those girls but can I have someone who I'll tell about my dreams and he'll listen. I know I'm expecting too much and I'll probably get hurt in the end but can I forget about this fact, momentarily. I'm not asking for someone who'll change my life drastically but for someone who'll stay with me, hold me and read me books sometimes. With whom, I'll be comfortable enough to tell anything and everything. Nothing will change in my life but nothing will remain the same too. I'm seeking comfort but I'm not sure if I'll get that. Till then, I'll wait but he has to come someday but at the same time, maybe he'll never come.