The Chosen One

For her to be the chosen one,
is for her to be the kind of one.

Whom in mind and spirit shall always
have one... to be the one.

But top speak of one such as this...
is hypothetical. 'cause we all search
on and on for the right one.

To know when the search has ended
is indefinite through endless time...
yet, time goes on.

You come upon one be chance...
you then ask yourself, "Could this
be the one?"

Scanning the depths of her mind for
the misunderstood feelings of comfort
and love, for yet... she's not the one.

So once again roamming through the
valley of misdirected fortunes... you
descend upon another.

You then ask yourself, "Is this to love
and let love, or to love and let alone".

The feelings of security is within...
thus combinning the necessary
ingredients for two.