Sometimes, I don’t want to be the woman who looks back at me in my mirror. I don’t want to be the woman who deserves a good man in her life. I don’t want to be the woman who has waited forever to find her one true love. I don’t want to be the woman who lives her solitary life in her dreams. I’m tired of dreaming dreams that will never come true. I’m tired of dreaming of guys who haven’t got a clue to even knowing who I really am. Men who don’t realize a good woman when they see one.
Maybe I’m no beauty queen. I never have been, but I have the heart of a good woman. If only I could find a man who could realize just how good of a woman I am. It’s funny, how some men can look at me and say, “Any man would be lucky to have you in his life”, but these are all men who are already taken. Why can’t a man who isn’t taken look at me and see what these men see in me?
A friend of mine and I were having a conversation one day. I said, “I’m 30 years old and I still haven’t gotten married, so I would say that it isn’t in my future”. He said, “It’s just like a car. You might see that fancy car that you want, but right now, you just don’t have the money for it, but that doesn’t mean that you will never have it”. Maybe he is right, maybe I see what I want but even though right now, I can’t have it, it doesn’t mean that I won’t eventually have it.
But right now, if I had one word that I had to describe how I feel, it would be “empty”. I am unfulfilled, there is that one thing missing in my life, it’s my one true love. It’s a man who cares about me. I don’t need money, diamonds or pearls. I need love, understanding and someone who just cares. But one thing that I vow is that I will not push myself on a man. If he doesn’t want to be with me, then he just doesn’t want to be with me, it is that simple. I won’t beg a man to love or be with me.
My heart feels like a piece of chalk. My past lovers have used it to decorate their sidewalks. I gave them every color of the rainbow to work with and they left me scratched and scarred for life. I will never get back what I gave them, I will never lose the scars, but I do have a stub left that I could give to a good man who would have it.
When you love someone, you would give them everything you had. I would give a man every ounce of happiness that I had, even if it meant that it left me with nothing. That is love, giving your all even if you get nothing in return. It isn’t about what you get from it all, it’s what you can give. Yes, I want someone to feel the same way about me. I want them to give me their all, but if I knew that I made someone happy that would be the best feeling of all.
© 2009 LaDawn Cossey
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