What makes some people reach out for more
When there doesn’t seem to be anyone there
How do you control that unrequited desire
Do you withdraw inside or just pull your hair.
When you want that someone special to hold
However because of distance, conditions or timing
That what you believed was placed within your grasp
Seems to be always fading, hiding or slipping.
Can there be only one that we are to connect with
Is the rest just an illusion to tempt us each day
I hate to believe that we’re fated to keep looking
While love seems to find others leading them away.
For now I’ll just sit and reflect on what is given
Not dread the night or sit awaiting dawn each morning
To sleep is to dream and they can’t all be so empty
Yet it seems better wait, just to hold my quiet yearning.