Love’s true story

I want to be loved the right way
By my father,  the first love of my life. I wanted to be thought what a man’s love should look like.
By my brothers, I want to be adored and protected.
By my lovers, I wanted to experience the love I learnt to receive.
From my husband, I wanted to feel the union in a new tribe built. I wanted to put into practice all I had learnt. To procreated and transfer the beautiful love I had learnt


Instead…
By my father, I was put down as unworthy of love.
By my brothers, I was in competition and left unsure of why
By my lovers, I was used because they saw that I was broken person
By my husband, I was abused and left to feel unworthy of the love I have yearned for……
Now, I’m out in the cold unaware of of what love is. Lacking in many areas and choosing  to stay lonesome because I’m tired of life’s love abuse.
I am trying to learn to unlearn the wrong love I’ve received all my life.
Until then, I’ll keep away from