Love Does not love-me !! I saw myself wonder Is love meant for me? Love does not love me From where did this thing love come from? Was I created to love and be loved? Oh loves you are like a desert to me I feel like a area that never receives rain My love has not blossomed like the trees I see in spring My forecast was wrong, I have not received rain I planted trees expecting to get the flower The leaves dried out and the trees are dying My field is no longer fertile. I will move to new land and hope I will forget about my barren land Love please learn to love me someday