It’s not easy finding someone to love me
But if I had a dollar for every good name I’ve been called
Then maybe I could buy all the love I wish I had
Somehow I’m likeable. I’m loveable but I have yet to find someone
A friend who calls me just because
And I have not found anyone who chooses only me to love
I can’t help but think about it when I’m alone
It’s ironic how words mean nothing to me now
But here I am, writing more poems
I love, they leave, and I carry on.
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