I keep feeling that the older I get the more I think about love but love has never been a factor in my life so I see no need to have my concerns, yet I still feel the need to experience it. What stands out the most about love is the fact that I believe I'll never feel it no matter if I change my looks my personality or my ways of life, love seems to escape from my finger tips as if it was never there. I've tried so hard to conquer love in so many ways but no one ever told me it would be this hard. Then that's when it hit me. It was never loves fault nor was it anybody's else's fault...but mines. How do I expect someone to love me when I don't even know who I am? what I am? or what I consist of? How do I expect someone to love me....when I don't even love myself?...