I had plans from a young age
I saw men promise me the world
They promised I wouldn't need to be alone
That they'd help me through this life
The one I chose tore me apart limb from limb
He left me breathless without an inch of confidence
I was depressed and needing to find myself
Some how I managed to walk away
I realised I may have been viewing all men to be bad
Especially when it came to my heart
The others who promised me they ghosted or we lost contact
How could it be real if some went away with my friends
My original plan I kept to myself and I'm going to make it on my own
I know he's out here somewhere, but I'm not kissing frogs
I'm not dating just to find him
I know he'll come