My Ideal

So I have come to realize as of late that as much as I've tried to avoid, I am a silly girl obsessed with love.
I sit alone in my room and wait for someone to come and pull at my heart. To give everything for love as I do. To look and me and want me. To always have passion and understanding.
I'm ready and willing to give it all for love, but I don't think it's going to happen soon.
So I love physics, running, music. Intangables that will never truly love me back, but are so inert that I can pretend....at least for a little while.
I find myself giving up so much as of late....and feeling dreadfully empty as a result. I need to be ok with being alone.
Oh hell
Let's get the shit kicked out of us by love.