Every time I trust someone with my heart,
It feels like the pieces fall further apart.
I give my all, my soul, my best,
But I\u2019m left with silence, a secret at best.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Rejections come like waves on the shore,
Leaving me wondering if I deserve more.
Am I the problem? Am I to blame?
Why does love feel like a cruel, endless game?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019ve thought about therapy, finding a guide,
Someone to help me heal what I\u2019ve locked inside.
Life flows smoothly in every other part,
But love\u2014it tears at the seams of my heart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I try to give love with all of my might,
But it\u2019s never enough; it just doesn\u2019t feel right.
Every man I meet seems to wear a beast\u2019s disguise,
Seeing my body, not my soul, in their eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m not stable, emotionally frail,
Haunted by demons whose stories I veil.
I carry my scars, too deep to show,
Wallowing in pity when the pain overflows.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I dream of a love pure and true,
A man who\u2019ll help my heart renew.
Someone who\u2019ll celebrate the small things I do,
And cherish the moments, both many and few.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I long for a partner, a friend, a guide,
Who\u2019ll listen without judgment, stand by my side.
Who\u2019ll correct with love, not with disdain,
And walk with me through sunshine and rain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My insecurities come from a bruised past,
I need someone patient to make this love last.
A man who sees my worth, not my flaws,
Who fights for our future, not gives me pause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So, I talk to God in the still of the night,
Asking Him to guide me to love that\u2019s right.
I plead for a partner who\u2019ll understand my plea,
Who\u2019ll love me for who I\u2019m destined to be.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s not easy in a world where love feels bought,
Where hearts are traded, and souls are forgot.
But I believe in the beauty of God\u2019s perfect plan,
That He\u2019ll send me a best friend, a loving man.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At the right time, He\u2019ll make all things new,
A love that\u2019s honest, kind, and true.
Until then, I\u2019ll wait with hope in my heart,
Trusting His timing to bring my fresh start.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Amen.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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