Searching, seeking, forever I go on,
looking for the one.
I cry out for the missing piece you claim,
for I am empty without,
and I only wish to know for sure, for,
to know is to be free,
to be assured of my peace, of my joy.
And still I search,
waiting for my unfinished half to reveal,
to say that I,
that I will forevermore be complete.
Searching, seeking,
who is there to answer my call and be?