Posted by: jaime1010 | May 14, 2014

The One?

Dried out inspiration

Worn out infatuation

A pessimistic infestation

Is that why you move with such hesitation?

 

Easy to see the ‘one’ is not me

So why do I blindly

Go where I still can’t see?

Where I can’t just be me?

 

I feel I’ve waited my fair share

And earned the right to brush my hand through your hair…

I feel I’ve given my proper due

And I’m not afraid to admit that all I want is you.

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