Love

Fairytales and happy endings, seems a far away land for a girl who stands in the corner all day. The girl who waits patiently to be remembered like the family dog who has been home alone all day. Kisses on foreheads and hugs from behind seem desperately far away and the thought of it being for someone else makes it most unbearable. All the girl wants is to be loved. Loved in a way that she will no longer ever question if its really for her. A love that isn't hidden, isn't sad. A love that beautiful and kind. A love that isn't perfect, but real. For perfection doesn't exist, it is merely the question of perfect for her. For the girl just needs to be wanted, to be needed in a way that remains true. Love isn't the end, it is the beginning. Love , says the girl, is the way home.