The Love That Aches in Me

I met a man
Along the road one day
Who reminded me 
Of someone that I love.
It was something in his faraway
And aimless, drifting drawl.
And I took him home.
And he stayed a while.
And I pretended
He was the one I lost,
The one who looks for me
With haunted eyes.
And I hoped, I prayed,
That the love I showered on him
Would draw deep into and through
That one estranged from me.
Perhaps this is the key.
Perhaps the ones we loose 
Were meant to be found
In those lost ones that we meet.
I don't know.
But it gives me hope
To find someone who needs
That love that aches in me.