you said you wanted
romance:

sweet compliments,
free dinner dates,
cheesy love letters, and
flowers and chocolates
and so you roam and prowl,
hunting hearts for your collection,
locking them up for your consumption.

but lately you said
the more you take,
the less you feel you have and
the more you stock up,
the more you feel empty.
you said you're so close to giving up
because you're too tired of searching

*but I think that's because
you've been finding for the wrong thing