Constantly empty

A hole as big as the sea

I am always searching

For a women like thee.

My mind always wanders

And plays tricks on me

It tells me to love her

But she doesn’t make me happy;

No matter how much I smile

How much she makes me laugh

She will never fill the hole

She is but a temporary life raft.

I realized only I can fill that hole

Only I can make me be happy

No one can help me with this task

It was specifically given to me.

So I must take on this lonely journey

And battle every day

Because once I’m truly happy

The right women will come my way.

T.B. Wayne