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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I'm sure you've heard of it before. How they match with one partner and thereafter don't need anything more Once they've bonded, they're intertwined. mind, body and soul, till their very core. With eyes only seeing one another, there's never a day when it feels like a chore. Swans, I mean. beautiful creatures, truly. It's poetic, how they can fall once and continuously love their pair so purely. Quite contrary to people though, we seem to function differently. Sometimes feeling that same kind of passion but doing so silently. We don't engage, we don't pair, we don't link with our "significant other". Why, you may ask. well because we don't want to be seen as a bother So we wait, and wait, and wait until perhaps one day our "match" will find their way to our direction. But in more cases than not, such phenomena are unlikely because we are simply not part of our mate's selection. It's odd, I know. how I've used words like "significant other", "match" and "mate". But clearly those are inaccurate if for them, my title is still up for debate. However, that's the sorrow in not finding your forever. Or even worse, finding it in someone when you're not even together. I guess in some ways we are similar to swans, unfortunately only in heartbreak. Because when a swan's cob passes away, the remaining pair is left in heartache. But in this case, my "companion" is not dead. He was never "mine" to begin with, it was merely all in my head.
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