Lost

To feel real.

I would like to know it just once.

To know the love, the real pure love from a man who isn't trying to get something from me.

The kind of unselfish love.

The kind of love where I come first, as I worship him, so he worships me.

The kind of love that I can get lost in his arms and he loves it as much as I do.

Why is there none for me?

I give, I send out to the universe, I abide and yet I am held back and things are still the same.

I serve and yet I am undeserving.

I yield and yet love is unyielding

I give and yet love is ungrateful.

I am lost.