Beginning at the End

The one? Pffft. It's crazy how far I've come.
Since I got the news that I wasn't her "one".
Can't believe I have to lose who I've become.
Trying way too hard made everything numb. 
I remember who I am and where I came from. 
I got lost following a trail of breadcrumbs. 
Pouring with no reciprocation wasn't dumb. 
That's my heart's strings tune when I strum. 
You were my moon, I thought I was your sun.
Wasted so much time worried about outcomes.
Time to march to the beat of my own drum.

There's eight billion people on this planet. 
There's has to be someone for me that fits.
I'm comfortable alone even if I never find it.
I'd get gold for these emotional acrobatics.
I'ma be a better man for conquering this shit.
Accountability, integrity, self awareness, 
Patience, gratitude, appreciation is my mix.
Hatred, dishonesty, contempt, selfishness,
Control, manipulation, malevolence, malice,
I will consciously practice living the opposite.
I miss my "one" but I feel the peacefulness. 

I’ve surrendered, but I won’t succumb

I’ve realized that I’m not the one who lost their “one”