I just want to be loved. I don't want to be a window shopper anymore. I want to be able to afford what the store of love is selling and I want to shop there often. I want them to know me as a regular and miss me when they don't see me. I want to smile like the happy shoppers I see coming in and out of the shop of love. I often find myself asking into the air hoping someone somewhere is hearing my wish. When will I be fortunate to know that same joy I see all around me. I know some live without it but yet my heart yearns for it. I'm not envious of what others have but I want my own. I don't want to share. I want my very own. To feel this feeling I see all around me to genuinely experience it. I've found that I can't beg my way into the store of Love. Nor has wishing worked. So what does work. I'm starting to get frustrated but I can't believe that this can be that hard to just shop in a store where so many people are shopping at. Some of these people didn't even want it as much as me. Look at them so careless with their goods as if it didn't even matter. All I want is Love.
