Someone asked me, why I'm still single,
I replied quickly, "I'm not in a rush to mingle,"
Had I met a man, who was half as nice as you,
I would feel less blue,
Someone called you my ex,
I almost hit him on the face with a chair, like a rabid T-Rex,
Someone asked me, if I'm still hung up on you,
"He was the love of my life" I replied, straight from the heart, truer than true,
While the concept of marriage is great,
I'm willing to wait,
For some version of you,
That still exists, from my point of you,
Until then, I'm happy to be single,
Reluctant to mingle.
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