It always seems as if everyone in the world has that special someone, no matter what age. Everyone loves and looses at times but some people just always loose. That’s me. The loser, and that’s a legitimate statement. I’m not the “losers” in school or anything in that sort, but I seem to be the one who always loses. I mean I am blessed, I never doubt that, but I’m always sad. I have no one. I let chances pass me by, when I should just take them. I worry too much about the things that could happen if I take chances. I can only stand so much more before I break. Correction: before my heart breaks, before it shatters in to a million tiny pieces. Everyone I know has practically had at least 3 boyfriends and many kisses. I have never felt so behind everyone. I always feel like crying, but I’ve been so good at hiding my emotions and keeping them to myself. So, I hide my sadness. I make sure I don’t let anyone see it. I just wish and pray that someone comes along and fixes my heart.
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