Eyes

as is

I have always thought, always believed,
that when it was time,
"He" would be so wonderful.
I always wanted to have a special relationship.
I always believed that my "final love", the one that was supposed to last forever,
would be a very special one.
it would happen unlike the others,
It would be intelligent, stimulating,
loving understanding and passionate...

How can ever believe this again.
There is no real specialness in anyone.
In anything.
No no, I'm not being bitter.
when you really think about it,
I'm right.

It could be anyone, and happen any way,
but it won't.
Especially not for me.
That is the cold hard truth.

And I am beginning to gratefully accept it,
and be appreciative
that I can see the truth
and go about my life
the best way I can from here....
Taking it as it is
without the specialness...