Finding Love

Why is it hard to find love When all I want is a woman to love me To love me for who I am I want a woman that I can talk to Laugh with, cry with, share my secrets To make love at the end of the day To be held in her arms Feeling safe, content, loved But everytime I think I've found her I end up hurt, used, taken advantage of I try not to wear my heart on my sleeve It is hard, for I am too nice I trust too easily, hoping that if I'm honest Then in turn they will be honest with me I'm a wonderful listener I love to have fun And when I'm with someone I treat her as she should be treated I look at myself and wonder Why is it so hard to find love