The sun is shining on my window
as the snow is falling on the grass
The beauty of sunset on a snowy evening
is too much for me to handle
Tears are running down my cheeks
like a waterfall rushing down the valley.
The laughter outside somehow seems unreal to me
Many couples are holding hands
with their hot coffee,
as they walk down the street.
Smiling,
so happy as they look into each other eyes so passionately.
I laugh at myself.
How could I be so stupid?
There is no Cupid.
Looking for love
is like looking for a shooting star.
Shakespeare once said
'It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.'
I wipe my last tear with the wet overused tissue.
I stand up from my bed and turn on my light.
I look into the mirror.
I smile as I can barely recognize myself
with black mascara smeared all over my face.
I knew right then that it was going to be okay
I decided from this point on,
That I'm done'
I'm done looking for love.
But instead, I'll wait'
I'll wait until whenever destiny
decides to knock on my door.