No Need for Searching

I kept searching for you, endlessly.
All kinds of arms held me,
Countless beds I laid upon.

Our paths have yet to cross.

I've been kind, I've been vile.
I've done this & I (even) have done that.
Gave my all, every time.

Yet along comes the day

You get up,
You feel no longer the same.
You've made your peace, one could say.

Now you know, you understand,
Being loved should no longer be your quest.

Love is about giving & paying your respect.
Love is about what you can do for those
In need of care. Never about what you could get.

Love is energy, it can't be lost.
Love will come, in that I trust.