THE ONE

when i reflect upon my dreams

clearing the heavy cobwebs from my head

i realize that she is the one for me

 

when i take the time to look inside my heart

dislodging the black gunk that collects over time

i realize that she is the one for me

 

when i unveil my fragile soul

parading it before heaven and before hell

i realize that she is the one for me

 

when i plummet from clear blue skies

breaking myself on the hard ground below

i realize that she is the one for me

 

but when she looks at me with expecting eyes . . .

and her words leave her mouth slapping my ears . . .

i realize that i am not the one for her

Reviews

[Greg Skura]

Wow!! i truly enjoyed this poem!! i like the little twist in the end!

[Emily B]

oh, cruel fates. . . every fiber of your being resolved that she is the one for you and then realizing that you are not the one for her. This one kind of sneaks up on you.