I'm not entirely sure how to start this. I don't generally talk about my love life (or lack of one, that is) on such a public forum, partly because I feel I don't have much to say and partly, or should I say mainly, because I'm rather scared and hesitant.
I'm single. I used to struggle with it, wish I had someone else in my life, but over the course of the past few months, I've made peace with the fact. There's nothing bad about being single.
Still, though, haven't we all wished for a special someone? It's hard at times, I have to confess. And while I'm confident in the fact that my time will come, sometimes I still dream about that one boy and wish my time would come already.
But still, I'm single. And that's okay, because the fact of the matter is, my time just hasn't come yet. It's hard being patient. Waiting. Being content in this stage of my life isn't always easy, but heck, I'm fifteen. I still have time. And I know there will be a time when I look back at this moment, this second, and wish I could relive it.
Today, I am single and I am content because I know that there is One who has a plan for my life...every aspect of it.