Out There

Is anyone ever going to love me?
I don't want to make it sound like,oh I don't know,
poor little me no one loves me.
But I don't mean a family's love. Or my cats' love.
(Actually,
I think as long as they're fed in regular intervals and have a clean litter box
they'd like anybody.)
Or God's love. He's God. He loves everybody.

No,
I mean someone who loves me because he wants to not because he has to.
Someone who isn't related or owned or, well, God.
Someone who's eyes will light up when he sees me.
Who'll smile when he hears my voice.

I'm always being told that you have to, "get out there and meet people."
Out there. Where is "out there" anyway?
Out THERE - it sounds so alien.
OUT there - it has a certain ring of terror to it.
How do you find out there? Is there a map?
How do you know where to find the people you want to meet?
I'm not getting any younger.
How many people I don't want to meet
am I going to have to meet
before I meet my someone?
All of these little details have to be taken into consideration.
"They" just don't understand the complexities of the situation.

So,
I wonder, is anyone ever going to love me?
(I should really wash this window.)
Someone who'll smile when he hears my voice.