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Sometimes...Not Always.
by Gilly WigleySometimes I feel like my dog is the only being that will ever genuinely want to kiss me.
27 years of age, single for all but 2 weeks.
I try not to let the self pitying "woe is me" moods settle in, I am generally a very happy-go-lucky person.
But when it does get me down, it really gets me down.
And by that time it's hard not to let the "what's wrong with me" thoughts gnaw their way in through the door.
These days the only excitement in my life is the possibility of someone I find even semi-interesting messaging me back on OKCupid.
The fact that my new-to-me car has much better speakers than my old car--and a sunroof!
Or my new dog--which actually, is pretty damn exciting.
Though usually find myself let down by a single, dinky, one-worded reply reeking of no interest, or no reply at all.
Upset that I forgot to shut my sunroof...again, and must whip out yet another garbage bag to sit on.
Or back to the beginning, feeling like my dog is the only being that will ever genuinely want to kiss me.
I'm not asking for a fairytale ending here, I just want to be loved. 05/19/2013 Posted on 05/19/2013
Copyright © 2024 Gilly Wigley
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 05/20/13 at 01:59 PM your desire is everyone's desire, and that last line says it all. to love and be loved, what else is there in this world to seek? |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/07/13 at 03:01 AM Wonderfully stated! Even for those like myself who (for now) have chosen celibacy. |
| Posted by John Harder on 07/29/13 at 12:21 AM I feel like this a lot actually. This shows sadness in a whole new way. Like, even the things in life that are good can let us down. |
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