So you are waiting for Love everywhere and you still can not find it . . .Ever ask yourself why? Is there even Love out there for me? How come i can’t get people to Love me? What is wrong with me! ? Do i BLAH BLAH too much, is my hair the wrong color? Is there something wrong with my face? Is it because i don’t have ?/??, this question varies. [ I wouldn't have a clue as to what you may compare yourself to ]. But we all have something we all think is the cause for not FINDING LOVE. WE WAIT!
Then forget to live life, wasting time Looking for Love. Do you even Love yourself? How do you like yourself? Rather . . .Do you even like yourself? There is your time wasted again . . .All that time you were going on about Love you could have been spending it on you! Learning to like who you are and what you can do and like to do.Thne while you were being you . . .Look at that, Love found you.
Step one . . .LEARNING TO GET ALONG WITH ALL OTHER PEOPLE
Step two . . .TAKE-UP A HOBBY OF ANYTHING YOU, ALWAYS WANTED TO DO
Step three . . .SEE YOUR PROJECT TO THE END NOT BEING A QUITTER/LOOSER/GIVER-UP-ER
Learn how to say “Hello” while you scratch the small of your back . . .That way they won’t want to shake your hand. And if that don’t work straighten your cloths. But the whole idea is to strike-up a conversation, need a tree? By the straightening of the cloths . . .Well this actually gets you ALL SHOOK_UP, limber, relaxed, and so on . . .While you are doing this dusting off and straightening cloths thing, you are allowing yourself the time to thing of something to say or what to even say. The whole time the person watching you is probably thinking you have lice or something there like that. You at least gained the attention, hoping some how this will all turn into LOVE Love you were,are, waiting for. Silly you, go paint a tree or shovel a hole for a tree, Build a bird-house or row a boat. Don’t wait for Love, Let Love come to you. 
Step one . . .MEET PEOPLE
Step two . . .YOU HAVE TO LEAVE THE HOUSE
Step three . . .REMEMBER WHO YOU ONCE WERE BE THAT AGAIN FIRST
DON’T WAIT FOR LOVE
There is a lot of people out there who are hurting-just like, thousands, of people wanting waiting for Love, but they go on, because they believe, they want to live life. These are the people who believe in maybe someday! And they do what they like to do in-between. This in-between is THE DISTRACTIONS in life calling to them to race across the world on a skateboard wearing nothing but a hammock! Or something there like that. Turns out these people . . .Prefer to enjoy life and Love it nice, but it is not everything in the world that you could be doing besides waiting for Love. These people live a blast, happy everyday, this basically tells you you are, wasting your life, losing who you are turning into a nobody all by your own doing, cause you choose to wait for LOVE.
LET LOVE COME TO YOU
Like a brave knight move onto anything else you thought you would like to try!, Write a cook-book, ride a horse, give one of your rooms a face-lift, paint a cow or try. Find who you are and see if you like you, pay-attention to you, LOVE YOU first! Have fun with things you thought you always wanted to do. LOVE WILL COME TO YOU, as you are being yourself. As it turns out, there happens to be tons of people like you, but you have to get out there, leave your house and do the things you like to do. , you will see many people doing what you are doing. But you have to go to where the crowd is. But not to LOOK FOR LOVE! To have the best fun you can . . .All people see when any-one is having fun, people like to see fun!
So if you are a person waiting for LOVE . . .You are waiting for NOTHING/WASTING AWAY/LIFE-LESS/SAD/SHY/SELF-CONCOINIOUS/WISHING THEY WERE A KID AGAIN TO DO THINGS DIFFERENT/ ODD/IGNORANT OF THE VERY WORD LOVE/SELF-LOTH.
- NO-BODY IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD WANTS TO love ANYONE LIKE THAT!
- PEOPLE LIKE TO lOVE PEOPLE WHO LIKE AND LOVE THEMSELVES
- PEOPLE LOVE TO BE ACTIVE WITH OTHER PEOPLE
- FIND YOURSELF AND BE YOU PEOPLE WILL COME TO YOU
YUCK I HATE ANY FORM OF WATING. And i hate it when i forget to unlock the ‘Caps Lock” button, but i move on because i believe in me/ not all the time . . . 
