Finding The Right One. Poem by Dylon Cain

He makes you cry.
He makes you hide.
He makes you feel terrible inside.
So you jump, hoping to fly.
Into the arms of a better guy.
Just waiting, letting time bide.
Yet as you fall - you see a different angle.
You see, like you, he's letting his heart dangle.
He's hoping to get a 'bite.'
Trying to find, for him, someone right.
So you look back and try to think.
What had pushed him to that brink?
Was it something you had done?
Or did he just stop having fun?
'If he hurt me this bad, why do I care? '
'From my eyes, him, why can't I tear? '
It pains you to know you failed together.
So you think to yourself now,
'With another, with this storm, could I weather? '
So you sit and wonder how.
Thinking you might just be better alone.
Sitting in darkness, your heart turning to stone.
Then along comes someone new.
Turns on the light and gets rid of the your blue.
Throws it into the sky and lights your day.
And treats you right. Every day.