Sometimes I think I would to see the world.
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Broaden my horizons, be free of all chains.
Backpack across Europe,
Maybe across Asia, too.
Shake hands with people of different cultures,
Learn to speak eighteen languages.
Watch TV in different countries,
Eat all sorts of weird food.
Attempt to build bridges
Between nations and cultures
So that our differences no longer exist.
But most of the time,
I sit in my room, alone, and procrastinate.
As if waiting for someone to take my hand
And lead me to a life greater
Than the one I lead now.
Sometimes I think that all I really want
Is someone to settle down with.
Someone to hold every night,
Fingers entwined and legs tangled.
Someone’s eyes to gaze into,
While I throw away my dreams and aspirations
In order to be loved, held close,
Kissed, hugged, and assured
That everything will be alright,
That my past is just that – in the past.
And that my future is to be shared
With this one person.
Whether he be soulmate or not,
Whether he be like me or not,
Whether we have the same goals or not,
Sometimes it just doesn’t matter in my head,
As long as he has two arms to hold me with,
Two hands to touch me with,
Two eyes to look at me with,
One mouth to kiss me with,
And a countless amount of patience
Which will never run dry.