Will I ever find you? I do not chase now I'm on my own I left my desperation into the woods. I am more of me, who stares to be still quietly observing to its brim.
Will I ever find you darling? To pour out my love but not too much so as not to bore you out. I would not empty myself to you but to love you each day cautiously one day at a time.
Will I actually find you ever? You would grab me into your arms and not leave me ever no matter how hard. You would understand my poetry and say nothing but give me love. You would converse with me for hours about art, poetry and new stuffs in life. You would be angry and fight but holding me tight.
Oh! how I wish I could have found you by now I just need your shoulder to cry.
Searching for particularly you. You I don't know who. But I wonder whether somebody is ever born to love me and not leave just mid way.