Waiting for something that is never going to happen is like staring at an open fridge and waiting for it to make you dinner. 
Your longingly staring at the prospect of love, cold and tired. And if you wait long enough you... you realise you don't need the light to see the possibilities of what could be for dinner. 
That even the silhouette makes you hungry and you know you should look away but you just can't. 
Your hungry, tired and alone. But mostly fascinated by something that no one seems to understand. 
Why don't you just order takeaway?