A Lonely Dove

I am alone, by choice you see.

No time for romance, it just isn't me.

Or, maybe it's pain...that I don't long to feel,

that keeps me alone, and afraid to feel.

I look at a couple and sometimes think,

I used to have that, but now it's history.

I open my eyes as if from a dream..I'm another year older..and time is passing me.

A Lonely Dove I am and may forever me, but I am surrounded by color's and that's enough for me.