Search For Love

I could spend forever, searching for fate.
I could spend my life trying to wait.
Or.
I could search the eyes of people on the street.
I could stroll isles of the mall, and then repeat.
I could sit on a bench and put my heart up for sale.
I could take it, and send it through the mail.
I could scroll through online matches.
I could make someone fall in love with my cookie batches.
I could "accidentally" drop my pen.
I could check the streets again.
I could steal a seat near a guy at the cafe.
I could ride forever on the subway.
I could go to a ballroom dancing class.
I could skim the park, laying in the grass.
I could be accepting of what a guy wants me to be.
But I don't want to have to be someone that's not me.
And.
I don't want someone who's got a piercing on his face.
I don't want anyone who thinks a relationship is a race.
I don't want someone who has a tattoo.
I don't want someone who will remind me of you.
I don't want anyone who swears day and night.
I don't want someone who will start a fight.
I don't want someone who is obsessed with their car.
I don't want someone who smokes a cigar.
I don't want anyone who can't spend a night without a drink.
I don't want someone who needs drugs to think.
I don't want anyone that has an explicit mind...

I only want someone that's worth the time to find.





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SMWells said...
Nov. 10, 2010 at 1:52 pm
Makes sense to me! Evan if I don't find boy frinds worth wile in the first place. LOVE the poem.
 
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