I used to think

You know I used to think... Maybe I wasn't meant to be happy... Ya know? Like maybe love is just a big figment of my imagination, when dreaming my imagination goes to... And during the day... But it's like I keep getting glimmers of hope and shine on
It... The real me is the type a guy, that loves and.... Well loves to be loved... But should I let anyone know that? No not a high priority of mine because for 1. People lie... I don't need somebody to tell me that and doesn't mean it.., and considering when I tell somebody I love them I don't do it for sex or any kind of sexual favor like others I know (glances over shoulders and thinks to self as people's faces appear around self) its like I could be easily tricked by any passing by standard... But well I have standards? Love is my standard, my highest standard probably... you aren't interested in that in your future and you aren't willing to trust me and give me 100% then I don't think I can be with somebody like that. I'm not someone to play games with unless those games are really like a deposit toward our happiness.. I have no need for any women that wants to go from guy to guy because they think the "hunt" is fun.. The "hunt" is a joke played by people who like to waste others times.. I hate a broken heart..(well then again who doesn't) why I don't let people get close to me to a point they can hurt me often... (yet I do have somebody there at the moment)