My Problem With People

I done in some time about who I like.

The way I love is passionately in depth.

I am a woman who is vividly in romance with the heart.

I am a woman who loves, creates and imagine the kind of possibilities.

I love to be a creator with imagination.

I'll love to be with someone that's up to my expectations.

Many have done so much running around, they cannot be found.

Talking about me when they should resolve it through me.

The time I trust in friends made me seem a burden to them.

Am I so different? Am I so young-hearted? That friends and loves should be more than betrayals?

I'm not respected for who I am.

But what I had to give.

The question is: Why talk to me?