The One

There was supposed to be one.

The one.

So I began to look for ones.

There was one.

But it was too good to be true.

There was one.

But they left for another.

There was one.

But I had to leave.

There was one.

But it hurt so bad.

There was one.

And it was just so close.

There was one.

There was one.

There was one.

There was one.

And then there was one.

They tell me there will be the one.

But the ones add up.

1 + 1 + 1+ 1 +1.

And I’m beginning to hate addition.