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At times I think I am secure,

At times I worry, not so sure.

Iwonder if love is real,

Or just something others feel.

What if I am not supposed to feel?

What if for me love isn't real?

Am I supposed to play along?

I've been made, that is wrong.

I want to feel a tender touch,

Tired of worrying if it's too much.

I'm tired of waiting hoping oft

That the sweet things for me be lost.

Ev'ry time I fall in love,

I fear too greatly fate's hard shove.

Push me away, or steal the other...

Sometimes the worry is great a bother.

I'm not too very hard to please,

But for some reason, they always leave.

I hate the waiting... "Will he stay?

Or will he like the others go away?"

I want someone to be there much.

To feel a gentle lover's touch.

To hear him say those magic words,

Protect me always, better or worse.

I want to be happy with my own mate.

Seeing others, my heart does ache.

I hope one day, I will find.

A sweet man that I can call mine.