Just as figment of my imagination, as far as anyone could see...........

It's kind of ironic that my name means "someone who deserves to be loved."

Because the more I think about it, the more I'm convinved that there is something intrinsicly wrong with me that keeps me from being loved. At least the way I want to be loved.

Maybe it's the wall I've built. Only it's not really a wall, but more of a facade.

I need some one who can break it down, see past the front I've mastered all these years.

Maybe I'm just wishfully thinking. Wanting to believe in the white knight, prince charming.

But you know what they say about believing..........

the best part is the lie.


Which is all any of it really is.


Where is the one who will make me be(lieve) 'happily ever after'?