love

Out there somewhere is someone
I once met
But your name doesn't come
So easily.
I've met some wonderful people
In places here and there
But I've not yet met
The one person I want to know more
Than anyone else.
I'm waiting for love,
I'm not sure if I will ever find him
When I've never known true love.
It's a mysterious thing,
This thing called love.

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