There can only be
one first sight,
one first of words,
one first embrace,
one first kiss,
the one first time,
you know with no doubt,
finding them is what your life
was all about.
Finding your “one and only”,
Finding that one perfect fit.
He who knows
does never question,
he who questions
may never know.
Monodimensional nothingness,
the choice,
the prize,
the cause,
the sacrifice.
Safety in indecisiveness,
no choice is choosing,
losing, destroying.
To never know,
what you thought
you knew for sure,
with no doubt
in heart,
stolen away,
by time and space,
in minutes that tock tick backwards,
as the miles between grow untravelable.
Monodimensional nothingness,
the choice,
the prize,
in this enemy,
this time
unpassing
unbearable.
