hopes and dreams tangled in the dark
I want to have a moment like this:
Something that usually only happens in the movies. A moment that, when you get home, makes you want to run around your apartment screaming from giddy-cloudnine-in-love-ness.
God, I can be so irritating post-break-ups, it's ridiculous. I can be so damn sappy, and I'm not a very sappy girl! I like romance, sure, but I also enjoy just being with someone I'm in love with and doing regular, everyday things along with the special stuff. Sure, I like public displays of affection, but I do not feel the need to grope each other every second of the day regardless of place or time or present company.
But seriously, Jessicapostbreakup is icky.
I was thinking today about being single. Like, maybe I should go out to the Firefly or another bar or club and try and meet people. But, first of all, that is absolutely not my scene. Second, if I meet someone there, they already wouldn't be living the same lifestyle as me because they're at the club. Third, of all of my friends who are married or soon to be married, did they meet their SO's in a bar or club? Nope. It's all been chance meetings, meeting through a friend, somewhere random or just happened to be in the same place at the same time. They did not meet each other by going out and looking for someone, so neither will I. Alisha told me the story about her and Dave met, and it was just one of those things where if something so small wouldn't have happened, she would have never met him. I really believe that's how it's supposed to happen, that God has a plan that will unfold and He will make sure my future husband and me will meet.
You know, it's not that I can't be single. I certainly can. I know how to entertain myself, I have hobbies, friends, and I love going places by myself and spending days to myself. I do not need someone with me to hold my hand 24-7. It's just, I love the companionship. I'm a believer that no one in this world was meant to walk alone, that there's someone out there for everyone. I would just really like to find mine, or for them to reappear and stick around if I've already met them. It's like when I was talking to my friend the other day about the difference between not liking being single vs. not liking being alone. I love being alone, anyone who knows me knows that. But, I don't really like being single. I was never very good at it, and I just prefer having someone to hold my hand, and my heart.
Oh well. Such is life for now. But it would be really nice to be swept off my feet, deserted one-light street or not.
Something that usually only happens in the movies. A moment that, when you get home, makes you want to run around your apartment screaming from giddy-cloudnine-in-love-ness.
God, I can be so irritating post-break-ups, it's ridiculous. I can be so damn sappy, and I'm not a very sappy girl! I like romance, sure, but I also enjoy just being with someone I'm in love with and doing regular, everyday things along with the special stuff. Sure, I like public displays of affection, but I do not feel the need to grope each other every second of the day regardless of place or time or present company.
But seriously, Jessicapostbreakup is icky.
I was thinking today about being single. Like, maybe I should go out to the Firefly or another bar or club and try and meet people. But, first of all, that is absolutely not my scene. Second, if I meet someone there, they already wouldn't be living the same lifestyle as me because they're at the club. Third, of all of my friends who are married or soon to be married, did they meet their SO's in a bar or club? Nope. It's all been chance meetings, meeting through a friend, somewhere random or just happened to be in the same place at the same time. They did not meet each other by going out and looking for someone, so neither will I. Alisha told me the story about her and Dave met, and it was just one of those things where if something so small wouldn't have happened, she would have never met him. I really believe that's how it's supposed to happen, that God has a plan that will unfold and He will make sure my future husband and me will meet.
You know, it's not that I can't be single. I certainly can. I know how to entertain myself, I have hobbies, friends, and I love going places by myself and spending days to myself. I do not need someone with me to hold my hand 24-7. It's just, I love the companionship. I'm a believer that no one in this world was meant to walk alone, that there's someone out there for everyone. I would just really like to find mine, or for them to reappear and stick around if I've already met them. It's like when I was talking to my friend the other day about the difference between not liking being single vs. not liking being alone. I love being alone, anyone who knows me knows that. But, I don't really like being single. I was never very good at it, and I just prefer having someone to hold my hand, and my heart.
Oh well. Such is life for now. But it would be really nice to be swept off my feet, deserted one-light street or not.