Looking

Love is what I'm looking for,
but every time I walk out that door,
I know that there's going to be a new failure to explore,
making my life that much more difficult,
and having myself to fault,
but knowing that love is still out there,
means that nothing else will compare,
driving me to go out and find that love,
and hoping I will have my hug.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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