Don’t know what to write these days
yet so much is going on
Thoughts about how I’ll be forever alone
since I don’t want kids
clouds my mind
when I see a cute guy
I remind myself of this truth
Why it won’t work out
It’s easier to live there
with no expectations
Maybe singleness is a gift
I can serve God with my life
if I could just believe in Him
I pray every Sunday to believe,
to encounter Jesus,
and yet I’m left empty
No one knocks on the door of my heart
not men,
not Jesus,
not a friend,
So I’m left with all these random thoughts that
somehow go together
silently praying away…