Date after date,
It stresses my mind
Will this be the one,
Is it finally my time! ?
It always makes me nervous,
When things are going well
Because it means the moment’s come,
My secret I must tell
I didn’t sleep around,
I risked it out of love
One in four has it,
Eighty percent that don’t know of
Shot me down with an EWW!
A gag in disgust
I can’t believe you thought…
I can’t believe you…YUCK!
Rejected and unhappy,
Spending nights all alone
Dining out by myself,
I return to an empty home
No matter how nice I am,
Or polite that I can be
They cannot see past it,
And love me for being me
And so I keep on searching,
For that happily ever after
For the one who takes the chance,
And says it doesn’t matter
As I watch romantic movies,
Tears leak from both my eyes
Will I ever have what they have?
Will I ever be that guy?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem