Until then... I'm Done

Is it too much to ask for someone tangible to love and who loves me back romantically? Why does every love endeavor end in a dead end? Why is Mr. Right a fluid concept that flows right past me, right through me, right over me? I waste my time pining over the wrong so-and-so's. The wrong guys approach me and I'm sick of being alone, but I'm sick of keeping a list of male friends that I know are willing to keep me company. I don't want to live like this. One would think that the farther I trek into this situation of companionless my standards would loosen, instead the list of criteria grows spiritually. It seems like the Holy Spirit is pointing out all of the No-No's and adding more things that I should be seeking in an intended day-by-day and I know that's a blessing but Lord Jesus how long must I be out here like this? I'm not feeling it anymore. I thought we had decided on a year and then Warrior for Christ, amazing, strong man of God was supposed to come and whisk me off of my feet and all of this would be over... but you've just left me here in the mire of my discontentment and I'm trying to be happy, but I'm really not feeling this. This isn't what I thought I was looking for when I said, "Ok God, I'll follow you." I feel like I've been left high and dry and there isn't anything I can do about anything but just sit and wait for the love that will never come.