F I N D   H I M

What's it like to be in love?
I still do not know and
I still haven't met him.

Where is he?
I need to find.
Maybe he's just there,
and I am blind.

I became so lonely.
I needed someone. 
I'm not that desperate,
but the desire has begun.

I imagine my life if
I had met him.
In love and affection,
or crying in distress.
It was never fate I guess.