Have I passed love by or has love passed me by,
I am starting to wonder if I am going to turn into an old bachelorette. I fear that I am going to become one of those bitter old bachelorettes. I know that I will never have a hundred kittens, but I may have the personality.
Love is always lurking around the corner. Other people seem to find it, tripping over love when they least expect it. I have fallen over once, it hurt, but the wounds stopped bleeding.
I am concerned that I never had the capacity to love as others need to be loved. I am worried that all that I have to offer is never going to be enough. I know that I can be annoying, and I know that I have things that I do are frustrating, but I can't change who I am. I can't even minimise it if noone tells me what is wrong with me.
I wake up in the morning and I wonder if this is it. I wonder if this is all tha tlife has to offer. I think that something has to change, that I have to change, but I don't know what that thing is. I don't know what to do to make me better. I don't know if I am going to do it even if I could find out.
I'm worried about just making do. I worry about taking a chance and that chance being the wrong one. I worry about not taking a chance and that chance being the right one. I'm worried about living the life I live now forever. I am worried that I won't grow, that I won't find love. I want to be in a relationship. I want to be married. I want to make a home with someone. I think I want to have a baby. I don't know about the last one, but I want more. Unfortunately I want these things and I want it all. I want love and family and a future.
Has love passed me by? Have I passed love by?