Summertime, and Everyone’s Falling in Love (Except Me)

There’s something about summer.

The golden hour hits different.

Weddings fill up every weekend for some people. Couples are holding hands in farmers markets, road-tripping to national parks, and posting cheesy “POV: me and mine” content like love is floating in the air.

And then there’s me.

Single. Again. Still.

Watching it all from the sidelines with a heart that feels everything a little too deeply.

“Is It Just Me?”

It always starts as a quiet ache.

Not jealousy just a longing.

A soft sadness that creeps in when you see someone get the kind of love you’ve spent years praying for.

You smile at their happiness. You double tap the engagement post. You help your best friend pick her bridesmaid dresses.

But deep down, you whisper to yourself:

“When is it going to be my turn?”

Being Single in a Season of Love

Summer is marketed like it’s made for couples. From rom-coms to vacation ads, everything screams: "Love is in the air!"

But if you're single especially if you’re not casually dating just to fill the time it can feel isolating.

You start overthinking:

Am I not putting myself out there enough?

Do I ask for too much?

Am I just meant to be alone?

The truth?

None of those thoughts are facts. They’re just fear disguised as logic.

The Kind of Love I’m Waiting For

is how these flowers feel like on a clear sunny day

I don’t want just someone.

I want softness. Stability. Reciprocity.

I want someone who sees the weight I carry and says, “Let me help you hold it.”

I want the kind of love that doesn’t feel like guessing or proving or chasing.

So yeah, maybe I’m alone this summer.

But I’d rather be single than settle 🤷🏻‍♀️

There’s Romance in the Waiting, Too

Here’s what they don’t tell you:

There’s something incredibly romantic about choosing yourself in a world that tells you your worth depends on being chosen.

I’ve learned to take myself on sunset walks.

I’ve learned to make solo plans and mean them.

I’ve learned that healing your heart before handing it over is an act of love in itself. When you're trying to get rid of the generational trauma, you're promised to walk many paths solo.

To the Ones Who Feel Left Out of the Love Story

You are not forgotten.

You are not unlovable.

You are not invisible.

Your story is just unfolding a little slower. And when it finally arrives, it won’t feel rushed, it’ll feel right.

So this summer, if you’re not falling in love with someone else… fall in love with the version of you who’s still choosing to hope.

Your Summer Still Matters

Even without matching pajamas, couple picnics or couple selfies, your summer is not empty. Your heart is not behind. You are still allowed joy, adventure, laughter, and growth. And maybe, just maybe, the love you’re looking for is using this time to grow, too. Remember, you only get life once so live it to your fullest and make everyday count 💖 Until next time, Peace 🌹

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