![]() When words don’t appear, my eyes my big brown eyes turn into puppy eyes when I’m spending time with the guy I like. I’m a hopeless romantic that ends up hurting herself because she can’t hide how she feels about someone. I wonder what he looks like or if I already know him and we are friends right now, but then reality hits me and I realize that I’m single, not miserable or lonely, just single. ![]() I constantly wonder and pray to Him about my person. I’ve gone through that uncountable times, heartbreak after heartbreak I turn to God, complaining with Him and getting mad, but later I realize that He was protecting me from something bigger. ![]() Our minds are so small that we don’t realize that those painful goodbyes are blessings in disguise. When things fail, and don’t work the way we planned, we end up home alone, feeling miserable with our puppy pajamas, a glass of wine and singing “All by Myself” by Celine Dion, just like Bridget Jones, and we ask God every night why did He let those things happen. There are plenty guys out there and we think that one of them could be the one God has chosen for us. In a 2017 era, those frogs appear on Tinder, through DM’s on Instagram, some of them on little coffee shops and others in college. In the search of the special person, we end up meeting and kissing different frogs that dress up like prince charming. We dream about the way we will meet them and how everything will have a fairytale ending. As humans, we tend to dream and fantasize about that perfectly created human that is going to be our forever person.
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