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| "How long do we wait for the One? Does the One even exist? Can we live with second best?" |
Through the pressure of her friends and family she knew her time was running out...
Seeing her friends settling down, she was jealous and wanted it all...
But to each of her quest which left her empty handed she wondered if she ever deserved it...
As when you asked what she wanted at the age of 16, love was her only answer...
So for each failed attempt for a man, she covered yet another cut in her heart, another rejection to remind her, of herself...
For the memories made of gazing into the mirror, she saw a lonely reflection of life ahead...
But she hoped and in such hope lead her damaged heart to become skin of stone...
That glimmer of hope to turn around at night, to look across her bed and see shes not alone...
But for such a day to ever appear, her desire to find the one had to dissapear...
Pondering through amongst her thoughts in those forgotten days she wondered why she ever wanted the best....
For the tallest, darkest, charming, handsome and honest does he really exist...
And then when her name echoed through the coversations from her family at home...
She felt the sand trickling and coming to an end...
So as news came of a random proposal by a suitor from a foriegn land, she had to accept, for another cut would end it all...
For the sake of her heart, not another bandage, for the damage that could never be repaired...
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