I can’t wait
For hugs and kisses
Warm embraces
Smiles so wide
Excited eyes
Swooning and falling
For romantic gestures
At every turn
But you see for me
It was not meant to be
Never feeling the warm touch of another
Nor the soft lips of a lover
No eyes brightening as I enter a room
No open arms awaiting me
For you see I am a hopeless romantic
Too believing in all those that smile
Too believing in the butterflies in my stomach
Too trusting in the words I love you
Too happy to turn my back on the world for the one
Too young to know there is no such thing as happily ever after
Too old to remember how to dream
Just old enough to know nobody wants something that’s broken
Because loving someone is handing them a map of your weak spots
Why are we hopeless romantics?
Is it so hopeless to want to be loved?
To just want someone to care
To want that storybook romance
To be swept off my feet
