Once I met the one
She was not the one
She missed just one thing
I missed more than one
I'm the broken one
I'm the sorry one
She flew without care
She was not the one
Now I miss someone
Waiting for someone
I'll know right away
When I meet the one
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I'm the broken one I'm the sorry one She flew without care She was not the one.... experiences of love.... regret, pain. even now waiting for her even when the realization comes that she was not the one...... a very fine poem. thank you dear poet. tony