It’s said, and that’s across the Earth
if you are nice from day of birth
’til adulthood and while you grew
don’t search for love ’cause it finds you.
I’m just a little normal girl
helpful, sweet – almost a pearl;
and still, dear love, I won’t go fret
I’m fairly sure, we’ve never met!
Sometimes I searched, but mostly not
I thought you’re there – but then I got
abuse, and use, and pain and lies
I had more downs than I had highs.
I continue living, being good
be sweet and caring like I should.
Don’t know how long I still can cope
because I’m slowly losing hope.
All my life I did was look
how you met others – like in a book.
But when I showed up you weren’t there
I saw you run and could only stare.
I held myself back from stalking you
sat there and waited, and I still do.
I’m sad and lonely don’t you see?
I guess it’s time you’re meeting me!
I’m holding on, but no more feign
and, dear love, nowhere to complain!
I’m wrinkly, old and still alone
why don’t you have a telephone?
Quit being early, or too late!
Send out your cupids, stop the wait!
I know, I’m only one in masses
but I really think you should get glasses!
(Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander, January 2017)