Ever since I could remember I longed to be loved. But not just any love, the love that I could see
The love that was lusted by others. Love I could call my own, but instead it’s borrowed.
Borrow from anything or someone because I can’t find the place I thought I left it.
I searched on the top cabinet, underneath my bed but I still could not find it.
I looked in my car, just in case I drove away with it.
I looked inside the heart of the one I call my love but, it was empty or
Maybe I just cannot see what I don’t feel.
I find myself lonely, even though I know I’m loved.
I’m sad even though life is hard enough so why frown but, then
I walked pass my mirror on the way to my room and I notice
The love that I was looking for in me.
I love I remember is that no matter what happens or who enters then exit,
I still have myself!
The only love I can give and except is the love I bear.
Today I’m gonna keep it all because why give it
When it’s rare? When some don’t appreciate the beauty?
But, it’s ok because today I love me!