Feeling it tonight.

Yes, I'm only human, and as much as I adore my singleness. I yearn for the day when I will find that other that I spend the rest of my days with.
Night is usually when that lonliness creeps upon me.

Here I am again by myself in this room, and I stare at the ceiling like the others. The door closed, the light off, the window open, the blinds shudder from the cold. Empty walls are all staring at me while the faces in the frames look away. The rain kisses the screen and then shatters and falls And there's something familiar about that.
I can't get away from myself And I'm wondering where you are now. Seems like everyone else has the someone they need And there's an odd number of people like me, But this can't be, because I believe In something better than love.
Here I am again by myself in this room, There's no other place I can surface, My insides want out but the outsides want in, And the mirror is my window to the world. Pictures of dreams are the words That I finally found tonight. If I could show them to you Would you recognized the scene? I know that i may be lonely But am I ever alone? Seems like everyone else has the someone they need And there's an odd number of people like me, But this can't be, because I believe In something better than love.
Every part of me feels it tonight - Alone to the tips of my fingers, But it all goes away when the sun comes up So you'll never see this...
[Everyday Sunday - Untitled,Anonymous]

patience, I keep hearing that word, and I know that to be the case. But that really doesn't make it any easier. It just forces me to be more faithful to my king.