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When I was a little girl I would begin to get nervous around 10 o'clock that's when grandpa started getting tired and grandma had already gone to bed...10 o'clock...I could feel my grandfathers' household really start to shut down...what once felt like a place so alive and busy now seemed was at rest for the night. My mother hadn't arrived to pick me up yet...I don't know what made me think of that...I guess I got the feeling that everyone was going to sleep and I was the only one awake...that lonely feeling came over me, I suppose.
So lately I have had an overwhelming sense of wanting...wanting to find someone to make me believe it's real and it exists. Someone that prays to find me and someone that I pray to find...more than prayers someone who wishes to find me. I know he is real he must be because I catch him showing through in glimpses in other guys. They are all clues on what feels like the longest and most trying scavenger hunt. I don't want to look anymore...I'm tired of thinking that I'm found something great when all it seems to do is make me feel foolish to believe good things can happen to me. Just find me...I implore you if you are out there and you are real...find me.
So lately I have had an overwhelming sense of wanting...wanting to find someone to make me believe it's real and it exists. Someone that prays to find me and someone that I pray to find...more than prayers someone who wishes to find me. I know he is real he must be because I catch him showing through in glimpses in other guys. They are all clues on what feels like the longest and most trying scavenger hunt. I don't want to look anymore...I'm tired of thinking that I'm found something great when all it seems to do is make me feel foolish to believe good things can happen to me. Just find me...I implore you if you are out there and you are real...find me.