By: Patty
Out there in the mist of darkness
Looking amongst thousands of faceless
Insignificant strangers there is one
Person that stands out from all the
rest.
Is empty, missing your other half you
Can’t clap, play baseball, swim, jump
Rope, conduct, chop a tree or cut meat,
Squeeze shampoo out of a bottle or
Tie your shoe laces.
You are not complete until reunited
With what society calls your mate, what
Will you do, the clock is ticking and
Loneliness is eating your every
Being, your soul. Until that one
Unsuspecting day, you see his face.
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