My one, but a dream

People wait a thousand years for you their chances getting thinner as time goes you are too gorgeous to be forgotton you are too handsome to be old. I came around that day from my bed to a hall you can call it a dream but I spotted you. When I spotted you I liked you the fact that you attract or the fact that I'm attracted From afar, your face did not lie your eyes towards me your heart, in between us then I knew I knew I hit the jackpot I knew I was lucky I knew it was meant for me but I would not appreciate fate We all said, - despite many years of waiting despite many hearts of hoping I finally found you, my one.