Maybe it's me I'm the one that is not right
Never once was I  provided wit a hot plate
From a significant other in my life
And you wonder where my heart be
not ever did you sooth my
Stomach
guess I didn't deserve a morsel or a portion  mother & sisters made sure I had a meal even on my own i cook for self ,but will still prepare substance for your dining pleasure digest your conversations , comfort and encourage your dreams ,but I know not one that did the same
How do you know what love is ?  
You're talking crazy
in dire need of directions to
    Empathy Avenue          
Well I'm lost too  
I fancy your dance moves
But can you bust a groove infront of a skillet
**NO .