Love skips pass my doorstep
As I wait patiently for it to ring my bell
Immune to all the nights my heart wept
25 years without a single love story to tell
  Love keeps passing me by
I wish to experience love’s presence
Imagination could never compare to the heated touch of a lover
Or the passion filled gaze from fluorescent eyes
25 years without being the object of someone’s desire
Love keeps passing me by
Love must not love me
I’ve waited and contemplated if it will ever knock on my door
Each day brings a new shade of disappointment
Ashamed to be robbed of the one thing I crave the most
Realization dawns on me as I believe
Love will always pass me by.