A Toast

If infact love was meant for the world to share,
Why is it that some never quite grasp it?
Instead they see the harsh side of it,
Get taken for granted and walked on.
It seems that those few who do find love are infinantly lucky,
Truth be told thats just the facade of it.
Eventually one of those two are going to be gone,
Leaving the other with a gaping void.
A void in which no one else in the world can fill,
Although some one will most likely try to.
I propose a toast to all those willing to be alone,
They are the truly strong people of this world.
Strong because they rely on their own resources,
Rather than some one else to tell them it will be alright.