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I look down inside, all I feel is cold,
In this vast barren desert that I call my soul.
This emptiness, this void, leaves a hole inside,
Causes a pain that not even I can hide.

I search; I wait, and to no avail.
But I cannot give up, I mustn't fail.
This journey I'm on, will not be made alone,
The outcome, though, is still unknown.

I lie in bed, unable to clear my mind,
Searching in side, looking for something to find.
I cannot get you out of my head,
I cannot repeat this path already led.

Not only once, not only twice,
I feel like my plans are of Men and Mice.
I hope that not again, will I be heartbroken,
But afraid that's the case, as I am soft spoken.

I feel I'm crazy, I hardly know you,
But you might be the one to which I'm long overdue.
My hope, my want, my Prayer,
So I may run my fingers through your hair.

Who you are, I do not know,
But within each other, I wish to grow.
Waiting and wanting, for him to come along,
Hoping, wanting, praying that I'm not wrong.

Please be the one, so my quest can end,
For this heart, only one can amend.