I think I’ve been here before
But why didn’t I learn anything the first time?
Giving people chances
But they don’t do the same
Judge me for everything that I am
When I accept them and love them even for everything they are not
I do not expect diamonds and flowers everyday
Maybe a hello
Or a “Good morning beautiful, I love you”
But instead I do that
Maybe I smother you in love because that’s what I’ve always wanted
Love and affection
But don’t receive it
Will I ever?
Only time will tell.
No one is perfect
Even love is imperfect
No logical method to it