Then I Found You

Wandering aimlessly,
Lost.  Alone.
A million and one and yet
Not one.
Blessed with a patience
To bide my time,
Bound and determined
To find the right fit.
Kissing frogs
To grand discontentment.
Dreaming Repunzel will
Let down her hair.
Waking to find there is
No Sleeping Beauty
To kiss on the lips and
Live happ’ly e’er after.
Such a sad sack,
Such a cliché.
Hapless… hopeless…
Then I found you.

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