Missing that loving feeling

I “accept” that a love relationship isn’t magic. I accept that it, and she, can’t heal everything I need healed.

But, I’m ready. Maybe not 100 percent ready, but who is?

And, without sounding needy, certainly not to the point of desperate, I’m … desirous.
Without a deity I am praying to, I’m asking, asking, asking, this world and the people in it … casting my bread upon the waters.