At least English loves me, and I love English.

I cannot imagine my life with a You. It's always been Me, and only Me. Sad, isn't it ?

I simply cannot imagine someone telling me The words. They simply don't exist for me. They are legends, they are nothing.

You know, there are women who deserve words like that, who hear them all day long, all life long. I don't know why I'm not one of that kind. I don't know why I'm this idiot, waiting for some prince or whatever.

But I do things ! I do everything I want in fact. I'm free, I'm independent and strong ! ... I'm also freaking alone, and that freaking sucks.

God, when is this nightmare of loneliness going to stop ? Because I'm so sick and tired of it. I'm sick and tired of dreaming about arms that won't hold me, and hands that won't touch me and lips that won't kiss me !

I want to stop crying. I want to stop being just Me. I want a You. I need a You.