One
I’m just a poet in need; just another man.
Another one who wants to be;
Just another love wannabe.
We are united by words;
We have a need to let our soul’s speak
And as they do the two of us make a connection.
I am bound to be here for you and you are bound to me.
So keep on writing your love letters to Dear John’s;
I’m going to bury my head beneath the sand
And build myself a castle for a home.
So understated, this place that I live.
Some would say that it is just like all the others,
But I personally think it shows how I would like things to be
And it has a style of its own that makes it look like no other.
So let me tell you, if I may,
Because I know too soon I will be taken
And I won’t have the chance to speak these words to you,
If I am gone and my heart is left behind, broken.
I only wanted to be loved;
I guess it’s just a search in which we all partake.
The most addictive drug is love
And if I had it, I would be able to survive the loss.
I am so lost alone without a lover,
Because this journey seems so sad and so hard to take.
So hard to face,
So tough to take;
Too hard to find the one.
But one is all I ever wanted to find.
I don’t need many, just a single.
I am running out of chances at love, to take,
So won’t you come and save me tonight?
I am so tired of falling and failing
And I have no desire to go and mingle.
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