Years keep passing.And I keep wondering:
Will someone ever love me?
I mean the kind of love that one chooses, the kind that isn't because you're related, the kind that brings people together...for life.
Will someone ever find me that intriguing, that beautiful, that enjoyable to want to spend a lifetime with me?
Will he love me so much that he accepts all of my faults and desires to strive with me to holiness?
Will he love himself and accept my love, and will he want the best for us and our children always?
Will he fight for and attain what is good and right in this world?
Will he search to find me? Will he recognize me? Will he keep his eyes on me? Will he be courageous and live without fear?
Dear God, does he even exist?
