I see all these couples,
I see all these people in love.
I see myself, here all alone.
I see myself,
with a love of my own.
Why cant i be in love?
Is it some sick joke
by a god we think exists?
Or is it just that who i truly am
repulses everyone I know?
Maybe someday I'll find
"The One"
Or so they say.
Maybe someday, somebody will find
me so repulsive that i fascinate them,
to the point of love.
Or at least something close.
Then again, somehow i don't think so.
I don't believe there is any
"One"
person for us;
We change so much,
even by the slightest touch.
Relationships.
Even the best ones,
Are plagued with,
and even built upon,
Lies.
Deceit.
And the knowledge that
none of it matters.
I see all these couples,
I see all these people in love.
I see myself, here, with a love of my own.
What i don't see is
Myself,
Living long enough to meet them.
