It is meant to be no doubt,
My love is in this world,
I can’t say I’ve been looking hard,
I was too busy healing,
My God!
Love can hurt just as much as it can feel good,
I should be scared but I’m not,
Never was,
I wasn’t looking for love because I needed time alone,
Now things have changed,
It’s strange how I’ve been attracting the complete opposite of what I invision,
I never stop loving myself,
Any good women is missing out on a wealth of love, loyalty and trust,
They see me alone and think he must have did something wrong,
It’s not always the man,
I was the one that was done wrong,
To me a broken trust is a broken home,
That doesn’t mean that I wasn’t also broken,
Now that I’m healed WHERE IS MY LOVE.
Well written.
I agree with Sadah!
Thank you for sharing your poem. I would like to inform you that there is a typo in the line “I was to busy healing,”.
Happy May to you! 🙂
Great poem !! Thanks for this because we all could be the one who did wrong.