Searching For The One. Poem by Kevin East

We all forever
Search for the one
We will never find.
And those few
Who do
Are left with broken heart
And mind.
To mourn perfection,
That was never born
From the tree of life.
Reality,
Always cuts deeper
Than any knife.
It's a formality,
Love's web is spun
And we're caught.
-Then they run.
To leave us in limbo.
But
She's just a bimbo
Who's had her fun.
This old poet knows
Which way the wind blows.
And I will bet
You will regret
Searching for the one.