There may not be one...

There may not be one.
One face, one smile, one heart that I look for.
But each one, has been special.
Wether they’ve been close or far, each one has been different.

They may not have stayed,
But each one, each pair of legs that walked away,
I looked at with a longing gaze.
And some turned back, and some didn’t.

Some made me laugh,
Some even made me cry, I’m scared to admit.
And searching almost constantly for that one that would be it.
But though each wasn’t right, spot on, and perfect,
Each made an imprint and made me who I am today.

So heres a thank you,
To those, you know who you are.
And if you ever turn back from going where you are
And see me still here,
Then talk to me,
Let me know that you still think of me.
And we can go through the pages of history,
Reading them, and laughing over them.
Smiling because of those things we said.
And bonding over them.

One huge thank you, goes out,
To you.
I would go back in time to just share those moments, as friends, just with you.