love truly is a wonderful thing, but during my fight with my parents for some reason unknown to me I ended up crying in the kitchen....the only reason that somewhat makes sense to me is because I mentioned my dream man to mother b***h. I love him but I thought he left me. I don't know what I would do if he did that. My life with out him is meaningless, I'd have no reason to live....none at all.
Each day that I wake from having a dream I feel like I'm flying yet my heart breaks in two for he is not in my arms. Every night before I sleep I cry and pray that one day soon I'll have him in my arms.
On Christmas Eve, at the candle light service, I looked at the door way and pictured him walking to me holding a candle. I almost cried until mother b***h tapped my shoulder and brought me back to this world.
Every year people ask me what I want for Christmas and every year I never get what I want. All I want is for him to know I'm out there, that I'm waiting for him and only him. I just want to find my soul mate.
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