Day 41: without you

On nights like these, I miss you-and I haven't even met you yet.

There you are, on your journey..and here I am, on mine.

I would give anything for our paths to cross sooner rather than later.

Where is our story, and where does it start?

I keep finding myself coming across paths that don't make sense, wondering why I feel so lost-or how I stumbled there.

It's disappointing being lied to, and let down-for no reason but someone's else's demons.

People don't like being caught, called out, or asked to take accountability.

But, at the end of the day...one of the most attractive assets is humility.

When someone shows up, truly shows up and lays it all out there..it means everything.

Who can I trust?

When do I get to be myself, and not have it betray me?

What is the point of being hopeful romantic, when I am surrounded by hopelessness?

I have so much hope, all the time for the goodness in people...and that's considered falling for "potential"-and it's a negative asset in today's society.

But, what is so wrong about just wanting to love people, and show them how beautiful the world is-and how beautiful we can be to each other when we are true to our hearts?

Forever giving out my love to strangers, and wondering if my tank is going to run dry before I reach you at the gas station of our crossroads.

Me.