Waiting

I wish I wasn't about to say this -

I feel as if the choice isn't mine. For whatever has happened and whatever he is - I guess I still believe Jeff's "the one".

I find myself waiting for him - even though I know he's never going to come.

So I guess that's it. I wait. If he never comes, he never comes but at least I don't waste my time leading people on or kissing other frogs.

I think I'm cursed, and it's just as well.