I've been searching for Him but it's really a Her.

I'm always complaining about how I don't have a boyfriend. How I'll never find that perfect guy. Maybe I'm looking in the wrong place.


Maybe I should look for a Girl.

I know this girl who is amazing. She's special and perfect in every way. She may wish she was popular and like all those other people but she is wonderful the way she is. If only I could get her to understand that. If I could get her to understand that the way she is now, everything about her is perfect, the way it is. Then maybe I'd make her happy. Happier than she ever seems to be.

I think I love her.

I don't know why. I've never felt this way towards a girl before but this is just different. Maybe what I'm thinking is true.

It might not be a Him. It might be a Her.
Instead of waiting for my prince charming, maybe I should wait for a Princess. Just maybe.


I go outside and look around
The leaves blow slowly with the wind
Looking in a direction
I rarely ever see
no one is there
the pitter patter of the rain begins
Sky's are turning Grey
My eyes shoot up
To see raindrops like bullets of a gun
Shooting down onto the pavement
Standing their I watch
as my clothes absorb the water
I stand and watch
for to me it is all I can do.


Beautiful- Eminem.