I want to like someone. I want to like someone new. I want someone to like me. I want a romance, a love story. I want my heart to stop hurting. I want someone to make me realize that he is not the only guy out there. I want someone to think that I am pretty, I want someone to think that I am funny, I want someone to like my crazy hair and my freckles, I want someone to love the color of my eyes and the sound of my voice, I want someone to live for the sound of my laugh, I want someone to hold me and to hold my hand and to be close to me and to kiss me and have long conversations with me. I want someone to go on adventures with me and to believe in me. I want someone who will catch me when I fall and will let me cry into their chest. And I want to love them. I want to love, love, love. I want to understand. I want a chance. I want to stop waiting. I want to love. Please, dear God. I am trying to be patient but I am only trying to love. Where is he? I can’t seem to find him anywhere and it feels like it is going to be years before I find him. Please, lead me to him. Lead me to you.