The Way I Loved Was Not The Way I Was Loved Poem by William F Glennon

Searching for something I thought I found.
Was it you who found me or did I find you?

I'm searched high and low for an answer in my heart.
Needing that emotion we shared from the start.

I reached out to you for some kind of feeling.
Hoping you would help my own healing.

What's the cost for love and pain?
Surrendering my heart and dignity in vain.

Were you sincere or did it become regrettable.
Would I ever learn to love again?

I've struggled knowing this was inevitable.
The emotions shared become unavoidable.

I lost trust in myself, lost trust in my heart.
This became a wound that would not part.