No one to love
Searching Like a kid in a candy store.
One to choose, but only one.
Which ones the right one?
Some are sour,
Others are sweet, but in the center, deep down they’re
sour.
There are those that are salty as the ocean
You just can’t get enough
You keep going back for more.
Then there the ones that you reach for,
But at the last minute change your mind,
Then change it again.

So many in the store,
But none come cheap.
You finally choose the one you want,
He may not be Mr. Right, but lonely is now another word
If he doesn’t choose you
What are you to do, all there is is hope.
Yay! He chooses you!

The store has closed,
But once again you've found you’re way in.
You find a better piece,
The one in your dreams,
He's perfect…
You’ll risk it.
The 3 months were amaZing.
But dirty at the same time.
“God, he’s just so wonderful,” You say.
 “But I made a choice,
and less than Mr. right
is the one for me.”