Could I have finally found another?
Or do I still have to go much further
For one who understands my slow healing?
I was once hurt very deeply by one
Whom I did love and thought also loved me.
Giving love, not hate; wanting others none,
Never treating her less than royalty.
Slowly, painfully, I've come to realize,
I may love again, but only in time
Will my heart and my mind hear truth, not lies.
I can maybe end this eternal rhyme.
I hope I may find the one I'm meant for,
Before I must pass through life's final door.