The Missing Piece of My Heart

Love defined is just affection, Like a couple with internal connection. As I looked at my heart I found it missing a piece, Placed at the center which I thought was for piece. So I now search far, long and wide, But I cannot find the piece even though I tried. So I stopped searching hoping not to regret, Cause I feel that i'm searching for a person I never met. Then suddenly I knew the missing piece was for love; Like a couple or two flying doves, Filling each others heart with affection, Sharing life with no direction, Now I know I will never be complete. Until I do some daring feat. To ask someone and love her forever, Remain loyal & calm as the weather. To cherish her pride and let her heart be thrilled Just then will my heart be filled.