To the 56 other men who met me for coffee,
took me to lunch,
treated me to dinner,
or a drink,
thank you again.
Not for the drinks,
or the food,
which I thanked you for already,
but for keeping me on the quest.
I didn’t appreciate you at the time
for not being The One,
because I didn’t realize that the combination
of your 56 selves
was the education I needed
to finally realize who was.
The very fact that you weren’t basherte
helped me recognize the one
who was.
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