One...
one by one...
each one was done
not one
saw me as the one
at least two
were the one for me
until we were no longer
and i was left alone
one
with no one
one was ashamed
worried about his name
one was insane
his pain
my blame
one lied long
lying to save face
in the face of wrong
the same one
that wrote me songs
but wouldn't claim
where he belonged
one after the other
my oneness became pronounced
not one love working out
one by one...
each one
i thought was the one
found their one
with someone else
as i accepted myself
as one
meant for no one
i've come to see
that i may be one of many
whose lot is to stand alone
one woman
with no man
but with one love
for friends and clan
i often say,
"one day..."
but, deeply within
i feel my oneness
closing in
and that may just be okay
...one love
2 scopers scoping:
Finger snaps.
Kali, you are number one in my book ((hugs)).
Awww you're a doll, BB...you really are.
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