Song Of The Singles

SONG OF THE SINGLES

People sing of love, some write of it
I still sit in loneliness each day to dream of it
Maybe I have once felt it
Maybe I've never encountered it
Tell me how it feels like
To say you are in love

Listening to love songs and wonder
Maybe I made a blunder
Or by the roads I dropped my charm
One to identify my love
For days are going so fast
And this loneliness seem to last

Staying up till late
Trying to sooth my fate
My love not to bring so late
At times i'm hit by an air of hate
Thinking that love is a fruit or food
And mine someone ate

Calls that go unanswered
Messages that age without a reply
Requests addicted to rejections
And Jokes that go to waste
Maybe i'm in pursuit of sin
Following the love never seen

Maybe she sees me daily and smiles
Maybe she sees me and lacks sleep
Maybe she prays that I'm single
Maybe she wishes I approached her
Maybe she told her friends about my goodness
But maybe, it's just May Be
Maybe nothing like that exists

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©STUMAH