BYU is the ultimate haunt of happy couples. They are quite literally everywhere. I was walking up the hill to my apartment and there was a cute couple in front of me, walking together and holding hands, and I found myself absentmindedly wishing that I had someone to hold hands with while I walked home. When I caught myself, I felt very silly and pondered about happy couples and hand-holding for the rest of the walk home.
But then I had a revelation! I don't want that...until I've found someone that will be worth the struggle and the heartache that all relationships are. And that will think I'm worth it too. Sure, holding hands and snuggling and kissing is all great--but so pointless unless it's with someone you really love that loves you too, and I don't think that's too much to hold out for. He'll be just right for me, even though I'm not quite sure what that means yet. But I'm excited to find out.
So until I find him, and I know he's out there, I'll just smile at the darling couples all over campus and wait patiently. :)
Love always,
Kate
1 comment:
Until you find him, my hand is always free!
Or, just remember this:
And somehow I know that it'll all turn out
You'll make him work, so you can work to work it out
And I promise you, kid, he'll give so much more than he'll get
You just haven't met him yet!
XOXOXOX
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