Reality is

I admit
the way I act, has and have actually, hurt people,
I've broken hearts, plenty of hearts,
in many ways
it's not that I'm playing with it,
it's just the way I express my love and my care for it,
that it sometimes, misunderstood me,
misjudged me, and spend all their space for me,
until it went blooming for me,
but mine, was still pale.
Was still empty,
was still,
plain white.

It was always me,
always about the way that I react for it,
the way that i treat it,
that would somehow made it went overfilling with
extra whipped cream and plenty of cherries on top of it

But, has anyone, has ever made me feel that way?
to do something that'd make my heart bloom all year round
or triple extra whipped cream and strawberries and even more and more and plenty more to offer
just to satisfy me?

And to have nothing more in their mind, except to just love me,
No wedding rings, or kids together, or even a house by the beach,
just to love me, and to know that I love them back.
because by then, I definitely will.

Just be sincere with me.

That's all I ask, nothing more.