love letter to no one

dear person who i hope exists and want to find,

i've been told by my friends that if they wanted a love letter written, they'd pick me. an odd choice, considering my history with love. i still have hope for myself, which must be what they think makes me so romantic at heart. i guess i am, just because i'm waiting for the right person, i'm here in my family room on my computer biding my time until mr. perfect comes along, someone who will be there, someone who will love me, someone creative and understanding. i'm holding out for a real man, one who makes mistakes, one who will relate to me and love my taste in music. i'm here. i'm real. i'm just holding my breath that the one man who will ever be able to sweep me off my feet is out there looking for me, too. i'm holding my breath, so he'd better hurry up.

i swear i'll do my best to make you happy.

love,
lost.

--by lostinspiration, where dreams come true, 05/07/2007