Just the one

Even now I can’t accept you’re gone.
When I wake it hits me hard again.
I’ll never love another,you’re the one.

I’ll never have a man to lean upon
They invite me, but I  say I dinna ken.
Even now I can’t accept you’re gone.

I  daydream of  others but  have none
I imagine meeting  someone by Big Ben
But I’ll never love another,you’re the one.

Some days are lonely for folk shun
The widow and the orphan as unclean
Even now  they won’t accept you’re gone.

Maybe I’m too dogmatic,saying none.
Believing  that by many I’m unseen
Can I ever love another, even one?

I’d like a man who loves some jokes and fun.
But how to start, to finish or begin?
Even though I can’t accept you’re gone,
I  may love another,just the one.