Soulmate

We met once, he and I.

His smile was heaven

And his eyes were home.

He walked away though, and love
Was stripped from us, as he left.

He’s living in my subconscious,

Maybe even further away.

And sometimes I can hear

Something calling me; I’m

Here! Where are you?

He’s the one measly smile

In the midst of all the frowns.

And he gets better and better.

But where can I find him again?

Can’t I be happy where I’m at?

I don’t need anything, that way I

Don’t have to worry about finding it.

And I don’t know what I did

To feel about a stranger the way I do.
Come back, so we can know love.

Julianna May