God and Boyfriends
I'm only a sophomore, but I desperately want a boyfriend. Someone who will listen to me, and look at me like I'm the only girl they'll ever want. I want someone who will hold me when I'm crying, and protect me from people who want to tear me down. My mom always tells me that I'm not the type of person who's going to date a lot of boys before I find the one, but sometimes I wish that was the case. I have a rather large group of friends that I hang out with all the time, and in that group there are only three of us left single. The worst part is, that not only is everyone else a couple, but they're all paired off with one another! One of the other girls in this group, single along with me, says that she'd rather have a broken heart than have felt nothing at all, after I pointed out that at least we don't have to feel broken hearted for now. At the time I thought she was crazy, but now I feel it. That yearning for something. Anything. An aching of brokenheartedness in my chest. Just not this nothingness. Throughout all of this, though, it seems like I have forgotten about God. God is exactly what I described up at the top of what I'm writing. He loves me, protects me, holds me. God is perfect. And someday maybe, hopefully, God will put someone in my life who I'm meant to spend the rest of my life with, but even if He doesn't, it's going to be okay.