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Broken Heart

Here I am again, waiting and waiting. I don’t know… Sometimes I think that to love is to wait. Love is to be patient. Love is to respect. I’ve got a feeling I’m losing the love of my life right now. I’m afraid, but I know I must to be strong, because he will need me by his side – as his best friend, but he will…

At this moment, I feel that I was born to be alone. I try to be a positive person, but it’s hard to deal with this loneliness (that knows me by name)… I fight with myself because I want to happy; in other hand, hope is something is lessening here…

In fact, I got a lot of dreams: I want to form a big family – husband, kids, pets, a great house -, I want to travel, I want to be happy. Happiness is a warm gun… Happiness is not for me. I was born to be calm, to be cool, to be… not happy, not loved.
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