Something new

It's interesting how bad life situations have a tendency to infect our judgement and in turn breed cynacism. We find ourselves on the perimeter of something that we once thought should and clould be a wonderful experience. Doubtful and defeated, we truck on wondering if that "thing" could ever happen to us and in the right way. When you cry because you love them, not because they hurt you. When you spend the night alone but aren't lonely. And when missed calls will eventually be returned without question. I'm finding myself in this place. A little cynical while at the same time being hopeful that one day . . . that "thing" will be real for me.