Michelle Dai

Many claim a wish for true love is cliche,

overrated,

nonexistent.

It isn’t always like Romeo and Juliet,

or Cinderella and Prince Charming.

It’s an enigma that is different in every person’s heart.

I want to feel the butterflies in my stomach,

to be able to feel nervous before a date,

and ask myself “Is my smile awkward?”

To be able to see the sun rise and set everyday,

feel the fuzzy, warm feelings in my chest,

cry, smile, laugh, go through pain with one other,

and see traces of you in my daily life,

may merely be a dream.

Someone to

break the rules that I’ve set for myself to hide my heart.

let them rip through my public image,

and help me face my honest feelings.

Create precious memories

that overflow our hands,

rivaling the number of stars.

And remember them even as time passes

as the pages on the calendar turn.

To have the “what ifs” never spoken,

to be able to run forward and never look back,

and to no longer feel the loneliness that has lingered in my heart.