To sit and wait or repeat the Mistake

Entered the person who is a hopeless romantic 
Emulating the feelings truthful but manic

Our lucky man enters silent he holds
He will never fall nor folds

In his storm he finds his moment
Bold and calculated finds his form

This lucky man listen for the air
Capable but not continuous what he has is rare

Romantic the man who only feels
from that fishing line where nothing reels 

While waiting with his calm arms
Finds his fire from focus that grows and warms

In the middle you must trout 
You will find what you sought 

The lucky dont look to find
The hopeless lie trapped with overestimations bind