"Do you have a boyfriend?

"No? Aren't you lonely?"

"Don't you wish you had a man?"

"I wish you had a boyfriend to go on double dates with me..."

Stop the questions, Stop the talk. It's my time to say what I wanna say.

Life isn't about Man Crush Monday. Life isn't about the celebrities who's faces adorn the posters pasted to your bedroom walls. And life isn't about hooking up with some guy you met on the street.

I'll tell you what my life is about: God. Ultimately, He is the only one who is going to bring a man into my life that He knows is worthy of my love, and I of his.

Sure, waiting is hard. And it's hard to know which guy is "the one", but there's no way in heaven nor hell am I going to settle for some curly haired boy with a six pack and a cute smile that I can't see myself with in two years. 

I'm going to wait. I'm going to wait for the boy who doesn't make me weak at the knees the first time I see him, no. I'm going to wait for the friendship first. For the companionship I find in a boy. For the interest I see being placed in my life. For the desire to put Christ above all else. 

Then I will pray and ask God if he is the one God meant for me to be with all along. I'll ask for a sign. When I get one, then I'll pursue. But only then am I going to give myself over to the hands of a man. When I know it's right with God.

Waiting sucks, I know firsthand how difficult it can be. But I'm not going to let myself be hurt by countless boys who get what they want from me then leave me. No. I've done that once and I'm never going back to that again.

I'll wait. gladly.