Can you love me?
Can you make me feel beautiful?
Can you hold me?
Can you cuddle with me?
Can you make me feel worthy, special, wanted and loved?
I want to fall in love.
I want to love & be loved.
blah, blah, blah…
How about every guy I meet is full of crap.
How about no one is really true or worthy.
Everyone just wants something from me.
They just want to see what’s in it for them.
How about forget falling in love.
How about I love myself & enjoy my life & appreciate myself.
I don’t want the drama and the hassle.
I just want to do me.
I am beautiful.
I am sexy.
I am smart.
I am talented.
I am special.
I don’t need a man to tell me that.
If you want me, run a marathon, swim across the ocean, climb to the top of Mount Everest and bring me the moon while you’re at it.
Because I’ve seen it all and heard it all before.
I’m over this lovey dovey, unicorns, pixie dust, butterflies and rainbows bull shit.