Everyday, I ask myself does true love actually exist?
And each day, the answer is depends....
Depends on what I am looking with...
My heart...
Or my eyes....
If I look with my heart, it's a resounding yes....
Yes because I know there's a one for everyone...
Yet if I look with my eyes.....
I see a reality that I feel I can't escape, no matter how hard I try....
A reality that says someone like will always be alone....
And with each passing moment, I feel a hope that I have been trying to hold onto fall away more and more...
Now, when I ask myself if it exists, the answer is I don't know....does it?