As she drove down the road she thought about what he said. What was at that made him act that? For she was tired of all the guys talking to her like a sex toy and acting like she was a hor. She wanted to cry. She was tired and emotional hurting. Wondering if anyone did really care for her in the way she wanted them to. To be loved, cuddled, and show her she was wonderfully made. She wanted someone to look into her heart, mind, body, and soul. Becoming one with her. Letting her walk beside him not behind him. Someone to be there when she cried and felt weak and drained. Everything going wrong and nobody really there to help her. She started crying. Looking up to God she prayed asking Him too please let it end and to send her someone she could trust, love , be there for, and most of all be one with them. She couldn't handle anymore on her own. For she had finally became weak, emotional drained, and heartbroken. Looking down at the gas hand on E and wondering or if she would make it home. Thinking to herself is there really a home to be gone to anymore. Starting the car she started home.
© Angel