For many of you reading this, some may know me from Florida, and others may now know me from South Carolina. Before leaving, I learned a valuable lesson, to say the least. I never thought of myself as someone who could captivate some one's heart to the point that they could love me with no hesitation. When I walk down the streets or through a store I see a couple where the lady is pregnant, I wonder if someone could ever love me enough to have a child. Its an overwhelming thought that chokes my earnest attempt at love. I have learned in my short twenty three years on Earth that I am bad at relationships. Sure, it's easy to start a relationship, fall in love and create a bond. But what happens when the honeymoon is over? For me, I think I get lazy, fall into a rhythm that doesn't coincide with hers. Maybe in the future, I can love someone so much that food can lose it's taste. I wonder if it's wishful thinking. For now, I'm letting things happen. I've spent too much of my life trying to make things work. I am a firm believer that good things come to those who wait. Growing in a military home, patience was something I was bred with.
"Don't be concerned, you know I'll be fine on my own"
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