Mr. Right and Mr. Wrong

I've searched for days,

I've searched for years.

And still you're no where near...

I thought I've spotted you a few times,

in a slow wink, or in a hot sweaty car.

But he turned out to be Mr. wrong,

He turned out to be singing

a completely different song...

So I will live- and do the things I love to do.

And hopefully soon- you'll do them too.

And maybe somehow we'll meet-

doing the same things at the same time-

But I will no longer go out of my way..

It's always a waste of time-

searching for something that exists

only in ones mind...

 

Mr. Right, and Mr. Wrong...

I'm gonna sing my own song- and maybe oneday...

you'll sing along...

By Elena Moscatt
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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