Ms. Right Poem by Scott Class

As I sit here alone this house is so dark. It feels like my life is stuck in park. I gaze out the window on a cold fall night, knowing she's out there, Ms. Right. I stare at the moon and the stars as well, thinking how will I find her stuck in this hell. I know she is out there thinking the same 'Where's Mr. Right I'm tired of this game'. I need to pick myself up and put on my armor, go find Ms. Right so no one can harm her. When I find her I will hold her close to my heart and vow to her we will never be apart. I know its just a poem written in black & white but my search is very real to find Ms. Right.