It isn't easy finding someone to fit- in like socks Or, someone who would pick up loose threads of your thoughts
The connecting ends do not always plug- in need to need, sol to gel You are hard- wired and life is so simple ' never dishes out duplicates of desires
Those arts of finding the finest design for you to gel one piece aren't just there You have to make-do with fractions of you fitting into fractionated needs
There is always someone to look forward to and someone to fall back on; each face is embellished in happy impressions or its own tragic lines
