When she is ready to be married wedding hashtags will be obsolete.
The year will be 2030 and her beauty will have faded.
Her best years spent trying hard with the wrong guys; never with the right ones.
Good opportunities tossed away decided instead on the unplausable.
When she finally meets someone her beauty will have faded leaving only the scars on her heart and the bitterness of a woman rejected so many times she lost track.
Prime years spent focused on boys who did not care for her like she cared for him.
Today, she is a nice girl with a pretty face; in denial of wanting a man who loves her; secretly dying inside each day because it seems like she will never find him.