There are many a times,
Where one asks oneself,
“Am I not to be loved?”.
Reaching out one hand,
And hoping for another hand,
to hold it tighter than yestaday,
and the day before.
What one don’t realize is that,
The other hand is one’s own hand.
One loved itself,
But how long can it last?
Love and be loved,
Are two separate issues.
Love is something indescribable,
While being loved means being happy.
If I couldn’t be loved,
Then I will give love.
To love others and be waiting,
For that one true love.
It may not be right,
But if one stop giving love,
Then no one would.
So,
To love and to be loved.
Its all about the same.