And now, on to my actual blog entry...
They're writing songs of love, but not for me
A lucky star's above, but not for me
With love to lead the way, I've found more clouds are grey
Than any Russian play could guarantee
I was a fool to fall and get that way
Heigh ho, alas, and also lack-a-day
Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss
I guess she's not for me
It all began so well, but what an end
This is the time a feller needs a friend
When every happy plot ends with a marriage knot
And there's no knot for me
~ "But Not For Me"
Which has been sung by many artists, and was written by George and Ira Gershwin
No, I'm not getting over a love lost. I'm just dealing with something that seems to occur to me more and more lately... that love is in the air for most everyone except for me. I'm not just talking about the weddings I went to over the summer, and the additional one I will be attending later this year, but I'm talking about how many people I know are embarking on new relationships.
Am I happy for them? Hell yes, I am. But, I can't help but think, "and why isn't anything like this happening for me?"
Sometimes it depresses the hell out of me. Other times, not so much. Lately, it just seems to bother me more than it has in the past.
And don't go telling me that "it will find me when I'm not looking for it." Yes, I've heard it before.
I DON'T go looking for it. Seriously. Sometimes I'm not even interested in it.
