They say

They say To have loved and lost Is better than to never have loved at all. But the problem is see is the pining in me Wishing for something I’ve not. When you feel you’ve been bless Then I’m afraid the rest Leave you want but not getting your fill. With a heart that was tender and mind that would test ya It really is quite tough. To take something lesser is quite a distresser So I’m keeping myself in this box With its wall on all sides And a peep hole to spy I seldom see someone I’d want And to know them id bet ya A five or a tener They wouldn’t be up to the mark So I’m destined you see By vote or decree To live out these days alone Unless you my dear suitor would like a new tutor We could light up an ember of the flames I remember And bring me back from the dark ( did write something along the same vein 2 nights ago, but the kids have gotten to it and its gone into that void were your other socks disapear to, the unknown, this is a rethink of the same idea but not as good as the one I wrote in the dark a 1 in the morning )