I’m sick of meeting all the wrong people. I’m sick of being lead on to believe it could be right. I’m sick of being told “lets just be friends.” I’m sick of people saying “it’s going to happen” when nothing happens in the end. It's not that I’m impatient, but really, just when will I meet the one who’s truly meant for me, and who wants to be with me as much as I want to be with him?