I yearn even though i know the truth

I think of how lucky i am,
as i look back into the past,
and see all the lies i have survived,
and all the tears i escaped.

i think of a time i used to think,
without you i would shrivel and die,
but now i know i am stronger,
that i live without you by my side.

now that i am free,
with all my life i can see,
the beauty of being single,
the extraordinary feelings i feel.

but somehow for some reason,
i still yearn for a pair of arms,
to circle my waist and hold me close,
and make life more worthwhile.

even though i know the truth,
i know no guy can be loyal,
i still pine for a hand that can,
comfortably engulf mine.

i know that these feelings will lead to,
the end of my childhood innocence,
yet i still want, no need,
arms around my waist.

i still dream of that one guy,
that will fit me perfectly,
and will allow me to,
truly soar across the seas.

the guy whose heart will be my sky,
and whose eyes will teach the stars to shine,
the guy who'll make me smile amid my tears,
the guy who'll help me survive.

so even though i know the cruel truth,
i still yearn for that one guy,
and my heart will not let me lose hope,
and it will lead me to his arms.