The One

Do i need to search for you?
Are you the one?
would it be the same
if i tried to snatch it
into something that it never was
i can feel the butterflies
thinking of you
or a stroke of trauma
reignited as dove
will wait for it to ripe
into the desperation
and for my souls yearning
 to finally let go
let go ! of the illusion of what love should feel like
and the search for it on outside
to make me feel liberated within
i want the inside me free
to feel the love i am
dont want to make you the key to open the door to it anymore
Yes ,i was lost
I searching for myself
On the outside
searching for a key
that i never lost
I am breaking all the vows
of finding the one
to hand over
my existence caged in a key
In hands that feel safe
to entangle myself in a bondage
that feels like home
but gone long before
I can call it one
don't want to try it
one more time
don't want to give it
the benefit of doubt
to doubt my existence
I just want my love to flow
and break all embankments
within my heart
that refuse to feel
the Love I Am
refuse to recognise
Who I Am!
The One I was searching for....