RANDOM - Maybe you're my love

I walk the streets everyday, and I've tied my hair with special care. I smile happily and in my way flirt with the world. For one never really knows. The strangers that one meets can become strange things. Friends can become even stranger things.

There are a million possibilities. I smooth my skirt, so that it flows prettily. I dance when I walk. I pout in exaggeration for I've been complimented about the way my face changes with different emotions. I'm in love with the world. And perhaps it loves me back.

I'm like this because I yearn for love. I yearn for it so much. I've had it, but never really had it. It was this close, but I could never really call it mine. It was at the point of assumption but not literal truth. But I wanted truth; I wanted reality. Yet I lost it. And now I'm back here living in my imaginary world where I look at people and I fancy to myself that maybe you're my love.