I’m stuck in a romantic fantasy.

I keep imagining there’s someone out there meant for me. I feel a song inside of me that needs and answer. A call lacking it’s response. A piece missing its puzzle.

I want someone that craves the feel of my soft skin as sorely as I need their touch. I want to share a meaningful glance with someone every day.

I can feel the same thing in strangers.  Like a vibration.  Usually, it’s a hum so imperceptible the noise of daily life drowns out any trace.   When I’m near some people, special people, I can sense a warm aura.  A 360° degree smile.

I keep this little fantasy on a small, silver chain.  Someone, someday will hear the song inside me.  And then I won’t be alone anymore.