Dear Santa (with love)

Dear Santa,

Bring me a hint 

just one small clue as to who

I should spend the rest of my life with.

See, dear Santa, you have your lover.

And I have been tossed though wind and storm of a dozen empty hearts

searching for a warmth that was not intended for me. 

And I

Oh well I grow tired of it.

Have you ever loved like I do?

Have you pulled your heart out of your chest, thrust it at the boy

or girl 

you have fallen deeply in love with

just to see them drop it.

And expect you to be fine.

I want love. 

And I don't care that you cannot gift wrap my perfect person and 

set them under the tree. 

That's way too easy. 

I just want one tiny hint.