How Will He Find Me

So after the events of the past week or so, I just can't imagine me ever getting married again... I think the Weepies say it best...

If I don't stand out like a star among the moons
If I am always late and he always backs away too soon
I walk the world with a skin so thin
I can wear no adequate protection
Everything comes crashing in.
If I'm too wide open for this place
But not enough for him to recognize my face

How will he find me
With no one's arms to gather me together?
How will he find me?
Only held by gravity,
faded with uncertainty
No longer young and not that pretty
How will he ever find me?

It never seems to matter,
the tears I cry.
There's a well inside of me that never runs dry
From being born I guess,
and born in life until we die.
The music and the hope for love keep me alive
Still I wonder, how will he find me?

And what shall I do with a drunken heart
With goggle eyes and the troubling hunger
Reaching forward to trick mirror men
Leaning out and in again.
If love is a game how can it be creation?
And if I'm wasting my time
How will he find me?

I don't pray very often, but last night I prayed for someone who was a mixture of all the people I previously dated and liked... I should post it, but I would have to change the names to protect the innocent, lol. I might. I don't know if I even want a long term relationship again, but if I figure out what I do want, I obviously need to have higher standards. Obviously.