Perhaps I was broken,
Perhaps I had to be redeemed,
Perhaps I was searching for something,
That could bring me back my sheen.I found myself a guy,
The one I could on lean.
When I was broken and down,
Like a dry water stream.He pulled me up,
He nourished me to peak.
He brought a dry river,
To its former glory.And here I was forever mistaken,
Perhaps he might be the one,
All my negative thoughts shaken.I had committed a crime this moment,
I had broken a law.
Love wasn't meant for me that moment,
That I had got arrested for.Perhaps he found me when I was down,
Perhaps he wasn't that worthy of all that glime.
Perhaps I just needed some love that moment.
Perhaps he was the wrong one at the right time.
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Wrong One at the Right Time
PoetryThere are times when you misjudge people's intentions by a mere action they did in your favour. This poem is about the thought process after having realised it.