morlock

So I have Returned, though it required leaving some behind.
More broken hearts, along this trail of my life. Mine own as well as another.
Why can I not love completely? Give myself over to the wondrous ones who take me in their arms?
Or is it just I have not found my match in life, in love?
There must be one to complete me, an opposite half to fill me in,
where I lack, where I am not, they are there, they hit the spot.
Does one continue, despite the pain? Or continue to travel alone in the rain?
A downpour of souls, all who have come before, and all who have yet to be, we ask their love
And hope we are seen.