Dear God,
I don't know what plans you have got for me but I have a small wish to make. Will you grant me this wish? Who else but you can I pray to?
A simple, kind heart filled with affection - that's what I am longing for,
Lifelong companionship - that's what I am yearning for,
and True Love - that's what I need... in this materialistic world where feelings are becoming thinner than air and people's hunger for materialistic possessions is seeming never to be satiated.
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Amid the opportunistic people interested more in the exteriors and busy with inanimate objects and with their paper hearts filled only with superficial feelings, I hold tightly my fragile heart to give it to someone simple, someone genuine who would truly care for it...
I yearn not for any vacuous materialistic wealth but for my soul mate chosen by you, O God, solely for me ...
someone somewhere with a loving heart and not one blinded by materialistic obesity,
someone who would be able to see through the layers of my heart and understand me,
someone who would touch my heart and feel my emotions,
someone who would care for my feelings,
someone who would infuse life into the vocal chords of my heart,
someone who would string together the imprisoned words of my heart and let my feelings flow like a cascade...
someone who would unleash my sporadic but true emotions of different colours emanating from my heart, giving them wings to fly....
someone who would complete me with her love
I want a companion, I wish to grow old with her and I wish to stay together with her in my childish sanctuary all my life, as friends for life...
I want to love, eternally forever and want to be requited back the same way...
I crave for that simple feeling of fulfillment through genuine affection and love.
Dropping a coin into the wishing well, I watch as it goes down into the water.
With that coin also were fastened all my deepest wishes.
I bend over the edge of the well gazing down into the water until the last ripple fades away and a glassy placid surface comes over the water once again, covering my little coin as it lies in waiting so far beneath, atop a whole pile of other copper wishes, down on the floor of the wishing well.
Dear God,
I know you have heard my prayer. I am trusting you
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