I'm A Little Fool For Love.
I believe in the idea that one day you can just look up to see the one you were made to love. — Love at first sight is not lost on me.
“You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.”
― Rabindranath Tagore
But you have to get out there.
Talking myself into dating.
I don’t know… I could be happy as a dog lady.
Cats would just judge me for being alone. Wonder what is wrong with me.
Dogs would only wonder if I was going to finish my pizza, and eat the unfinished slice off my chest once I have fallen asleep, again, in front of the TV.
I am lost.
Good news is my resume is looking more professional.
Thank you sample professional resumes found online.
Thank you google for providing a place for people like me to get help with their lives.
I want to do everything, because everything seems really cool.
I just want to be really cool, and interesting.
I wish my parents gave me a compass when they tried to give me direction in life kid.
Love only comes when you get your shit together.
If you don’t have a great career and something going for you; do you kiss the chance for love good bye?
Say it isn’t true…
Checking to see if I have enough money in my bank account to buy a book, not clothes.
I slightly do!
If I buy the kindle version for $7.71, I’ll have $26 in my back account!
I mean my priorities are in order, ok!?!
I am using my money for enlightenment, not for frivolous things like clothes, or going out drinking.
Like I could go out and drink.
I am currently in the middle of no where and have no functioning car, thus even if I did want to go out drinking I could not possibly do so.
Luckily my parents’ house is stocked with a fine assortment of booze.
When can I start day drinking?
"I need those TPS reports!"
To be so close your arm hair tickles my skin.
To be so close that when you inhale I exhale.
I want to hold your smile in my eyes forever.
Your taste on my tongue can linger all it wants.
I’m sick for your love.
I yearn for you.
I don’t even know you;
Yet, I will spend the rest of my days
In love with you
How can that be?
When our eyes meet will it be as instant for you as it will be for me?
Will your dreams finally become reality?
Will everything suddenly be clear?
Will we feel whole?
I liked to think so.
Until then I breathe you in like fresh rain- my favorite scent but you may already know.
I don’t know how to define my feelings.
I think I feel indifferent…
I could not careless, but I want to care?
I want to be able to put words to my feelings.
I think you are full of shit, but maybe I don’t know the whole truth.
I want to know everything, but where do I start?
I can’t know everything….
What should I know?
Are we all lost?
If so, how do other people fake being together so well?
I’m scared to put this out there.
I’m don’t want to be vulnerable.
But maybe being vulnerable is being brave.
I’m looking in all the wrong places.