When Will it be My Time?
When will I meet you, or have we already met?
When will I see you looking back at me knowing you feel the same?
When will I know how it feels to hold your hand?
When will you put your arm around me, signifying to the world I am yours?
When will we sit in comfortable silence, simply enjoying each others company?
When will I know that you are the one?
When will I be able to look back and say ‘it was worth the wait’?
When will I wear a white dress on that day I always dreamed of?
When will we live life together?
When?
O.k. so I am a girl, I think ahead and often dream of the future and sometimes it can get so frustrating waiting for the ‘right’ timing. It’s so easy to look at what others have and think that that which I long for, may never actually happen.
Looking at my past there is a string of events that has caused much damage in my view of self-worth. The sum of it all is that often I feel like I am not pretty enough, or don’t have the right body type, or am nothing special. Why would a guy fall in love with me, and if he happened to be deceived long enough to do so, there is no way he could truly discover the real me and still love me. BUT there is something really important I have slowly begun to discover. Everything about me of which I am self-conscious about really does not matter. I am made exactly as I am for a purpose, and I have begun the journey of loving myself in a true unconditional way.
As the saying goes, “you can’t expect someone else to love you, if you don’t love yourself.” I have realized that there is a reason I must wait for my ‘true love.’ It is because on this journey of learning to love myself, I am in turn opening myself up to one day be loved by the one I am waiting for.
Though it frustrates me having to see the bigger picture and having to be patient, I would not have it any other way. I want to wait for ‘true love’ to surprise me when I am good and ready.