I look to the time that has gone by. I’ve loved once, been love never.
I ask myself how could this be? Living a life where I feel empty in the way that matters most to me.
So now my walls are high, feeling set aside.
I don’t know how to be loved, is this a feeling that should be thought as you grow.
I feel it’s what you’ve been shown, I grew up in a home where love was not given, no hugs, no kiss, no job well done.
I long for it, I want it, I dream of it!
An undying yarn for someone to share myself with, it often clouds my judgement on what’s real!
Love is lost for me I believe, how can one so full of passion be Destin to live a life without it?
So I walk throughout life alone never thinking of what could be.
I gave up on love or being loved by another sadly. I fear there is no knight in shining armour in my future.
So in the dark of night, I am alone! I live without what matters most to me.