The One
A fleeting touch was all it took,
A look so fierce and she was hooked.
With eyes so brilliantly blazing blue,
she knew in her heart that her search was through.
And in that moment things came crashing down,
no one to care, no one around.
Years it took, to get over the loss,
A million paths she had to cross.
But finally the day did come,
when she forgot you were the one.
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