Diary of a Single Girl

I was driving down to my home and midway at a signal saw an expensive, luxurious car standing side up side to my middle class vehicle. And in that moment, I realised I would never be rich enough to own a car like that, no matter how much I slog and that's fine. I am okay with that. I have never been aspirational.

What I am not okay with is that as I wanted to share this insight with someone, I couldn't think of anyone in my friend or crush list who I could talk to about all this. I am happily single on most days, but there are always moments like today when I feel sadness the size of the Himalayas. 

I crave cuddles, but mostly I crave the warmth of words coming out of the mouth of someone who loves me. 

I have my single friends, each of them trying in their own ways to find someone who will love them back. Each coming face to face with utter disappointment and then cursing love. They do this like clockwork each time falling and then rising again in love and I have been through this cycle enough number of times and I am so so so tired.

But, despite my tiredness, I am still okay with going through the heartbreak again and again in the hope that someday I will find 'the one'. 

What I am not okay with is, if so many people around me are unhappy and single, why can't we stop playing games, stop being jerks and start being much better human beings, who are honest and open to give love and let love in. 

I have rambled too much, and I am not sorry for that. I just hope that someday, I can tell you all with confidence that there is some worth in loving even when everyone around you believes to chose hate. 

Until, I write again,

Take care