Too many heartaches
from the major breaks.
Praying one day for that soullmate.
Asking when he comes,
will I be the one to run?
Realizing when I have met mine,
no one should be able to intertwine.
The love we have will meet the most high.
We will be flying and gliding within the sky.
Stars will not amount to the light he shines.
His love will be ageless like wine.
The spark will not die down.
No matter a bad day,
I won't wear a frown.
His conversations would keep me laughing.
And much more I will reach for grasping.
My heart of armour I wear
but with him I have no fear.
For him my walls will come down.
No lost love will be found.