Although I have people, life just feels lonesome.
Some moments are animated and others are bothersome.
I don't think I have found out what love really is.
All I know are the myths.
The truths are what I seek to uncover,
To eventually find my mysterious lover.
I want someone like me, closed,
Never to open for anyone.
But for me, the person they chose.
Hopefully I'll find them, wherever they are
And that they aren't too far.
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The Welting Chess Board
Poetryjust a collection of quick thoughts with some long term emotions |(letter)| = certain people it's made out to btw read a bit and enjoy
