Love in my life

Isn't this universe

but a place to find happiness?

To hold on to your loved ones

for strength and support.

Fight all odds to be the chosen one.

Is this too much to ask?

It sounds but easy, and love, rare.

I look around me, all my comrades

in their little cocoons of joy,

trust bountiful on their loved ones

enough to declare 'I am loved.'

I wonder how liberating that must feel.

My heart is with another.

And now, he gazes at me, humor

in his eyes, a mocking comment ready on his lips.

How he taunts me!

And my whole body yearns for him

once again.

Love is not always rainbows and butterflies,

sometimes, it hurts.

And me, a willing victim.

All I wish, is for somebody to love me.

To care and protect me.

In this over populous earth,

is there not a single one?

More shame me.