Be loved

I don’t understand sometimes.
I want to love and to be loved in return.
And yet I end up always at the giving end.
Why do I always attract a hollow and never a plethora?
Why can’t I be the one being swept off my feet?
Why can’t I be the one who is dazzled by how someone can love a damaged person like me?
For once, I want to know someone’s heart beats faster on catching a glimpse of me.
For once,  I want to know someone looks forward to seeing me smile.
For once, I want to know how it feels like to be loved truly and deeply.
Just once, I want to find someone who wants to spend every minute of his life with me.
And once I find him, I never ever want to  let him go.

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