At Last - A Poem
I have never been in love for if I had then I would have been your man.
I search every day hoping for one night to have your head dreaming on my chest.
I may be a fool, a glutton for punishment 'cause I keep asking them, all in the hope it would be you.
To dance with you until the end.
I fear of dying before finding you. I have done many things but to love another more than myself, I have not.
Life can be unfair but I have been fortunate to live the life I lived.
But is it selfish to ask, can I just love you?
Can I be your champion?
Am I a fool because of the idea of you?
Do you exist?
Am I delusional for believing in you?
She exists! She exists! She exists!
You exist! You exist because I exist.