Single? You serious? What’s wrong with you?
That question annoys me, does it annoy you too?
The world’s obsession with finding “the one”
Is rather tragic, cause now people settle for anyone
Okay so we all want to be loved, but why settle?
I know you think you have found your “soul mate”
But really how can anyone be a “soul mate” if death separates?
Shakespearean words, Titanic gestures, everlasting promises?
Are these the kind of things love was meant to be
Surely we all know that love is as much Bliss as it is tragedy
So why do we keep seeking “the one”
What’s this curse that we have put upon “alone”?
Yes I’m single, Yes I’m serious, and no there’s nothing wrong with me!
I just know that the propaganda this world is selling about my “soul mate”
Is fake
I won’t settle for anyone, I want someone, Not a “soul mate” or “the one”
Just someone who understands me, why I like eating candy right after spaghetti
Or why I listen to Coldplay before I go to bed
So the curse of “alone” is not a curse, it is freedom
Freedom to grow and learn
So when I do meet someone, I know who I am
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem