Thoughts of a Single Ladie

Being single is nice but when exactly is being single too long??? Lately as I walk around a depressing concrete campus, I see so many couples and it makes me think of what I am missing....A MAN IN MY LIFE!!!! lol I enjoy being single but there are those moments when I just want someone to be there by my side, someone to cherish, someone I can tell my most deep inner thoughts, overall someone that just loves me for the goofball that I am. I know I have my friends who are always there for me but it never fills that void of that special guy in your life.

One Wednesday afternoon in the hall outside the classroom I have spanish class in, there was a girl probably 18 years old sitting on floor lying against the cold, gray, metal lockers reading a book for what I assumed was for an English class. You see, I actually she this girl three times a week since we both have classes at the same time and our classrooms are right across from each other but that Wednesday afternoon there was something about her that touch my heart. As she was sitting there reading I couldnt help but observe her. Even now I can tell you her whole profile from what her hair was like that day to what she was wearing. It might sound creepy but you will understand why I remember this so vividly.

She is short probably my height (5ft 1) or a little shorter and petite but in a good way. Her hair is dark enough to be considered black in a unkept short haircut style (shoulder length) that you can tell she just lets her hair air dry after she takes a shower. Her glasses, which reminded me of harry potters but smaller and a little more oval, made her look intelligent but gave her features no justice. She wore a long-sleeved green sweater with a sand colored turtle neck underneath and a pair of pants with a pair of brown shoes that were very plain. Just from I described of her I thought the phrase "plain jane".

I was thinking to myself does she care about what she wears or what her hair looks like?? I know these are random thoughts to be thinking but that is how my brian works lol . Anyways back to this random story of mine, the classes before our has ended and people were coming out of the classrooms to head to who knows where. I started walkin across the hall to my classroom door when I looked over my left shoulder and "plain jane", as I will call her, was staring into the eyes of who was obviously her boyfriend lol. Yea, you would ask me, what is so endearing about that. Well, when you see a man holding in a loving, gentle way his girl's head towards him and see in plain jane's eyes the look of adoration, you would have just as easily been smiling at this as I was when I saw this. The look in her eyes just glistened and you just knew that she truely loved him and that he loved her.

All I could think of was how happy I was for a someone whom I personally don't know; a stranger who happened to be waiting for a class to start at the same time and place where I was waiting for a class to begin. Except this is what brings me back to my original thoughts I have written to you about; it reminds me of my missing someone in my life. Now don't get the wrong intention thinking that I'm going to jump for the first person in front of me; oh no I am ever fixed on finding someone I truely like and love. Real relationships is what my heart truely longs for and not some your just there to be there type of relationship. I wish for my own love story to begin whether its like a fairy tale or not. Stories like Pride and Prejudice, Romeo and Juliet, Sense and Sensibility, Emma, The Notebook, Merchant of Venice, and others keep me dreaming to no end of my heart's desire. I will not lie to you of this and it is something hard to admit but it is true. I pray to God that there is someone out there for me who is a good man, but as Elizabeth Bennet says in Pride and Prejudice, "nothing but the deepest love could ever induce me into matrimony."

"Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds. Or bends with the remover to remove. Oh no! It is an ever fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken."
~ Sense and Sensibility (movie)