I want to be loved
And feel not alone.
To feel another's fingers
Intertwined with my own.
To wake up and know
Someone's thinking of me;
An actual
Non-fictional inspiration
For my soliloquy.
A calming reassurance
That everything'll be ok
Even if all in my life
Seems in disarray.
The sound of hopeful lovers
Jiggling my heart's lock;
Seem to almost drown out
The incessant tick
Of my emotional clock.
But as usual it becomes
A repeat of the past,
An almost forever love affair
That doesn't ever last.
So, do I search for what
Others find by mistake?
Looking high and low
For another source of heartache??
Or do I just sit here
And twiddle my thumbs,
Waiting for my soul mate
Hoping he comes,
To take this puzzle
And make it complete
Ultimately sweeping me
Head over feet.
There are so many feelings
I'm forced to repress
Hidden desires
I'm dying to express.
Beyond mere physical
Tangles of affection;
I yearn for a more emotional,
Spiritual connection.
But alas, there is no one
So I'm forced to daydream
And save all my love tokens,
For one day to redeem.
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