Odd One Out

Always the odd one out
when it came to finding love
never was the one
looked kindly on from above.

Fallen flat on my face
too many times to remember
then left with my arms in the air
begging to surrender.

Searched high and low
for the perfect partner
only to be left again
as another of love’s martyrs.

Starting to wonder about
what I am doing wrong
and whether the answer
might be found in a simple love song,

Maybe then I might
find a solution
and meet someone
with the same attributions.