Not just any man will do, but my beloved, I’m beginning to think you are not real. You may never come to me. I feel so dumb. My dreams of nights no longer spent alone were in vain. If only I had known I could have saved my time and money on dating sites where nothing but fuck buddies, trolls and scammers hang around. I’ve looked, and you’re nowhere to be found. I hate those bitches that say you can have it all if you just pray. You can manifest whatever you want, as though a man were a croissant and not a being of free will. And screw those that tell ya to keep climbing that hill! Baby, I’m out of breath. My heart is bursting from my chest. To keep believing is getting me nowhere, I’m giving up. If you’re there, I hope we find each other., but I’m not waiting any longer.