Hearts that go unfelt

Hearts that go unfelt.
Emotions that are withheld.
People dying within.
Mistrust everywhere, We look everywhere.

Look out into the sky,
Look out into the ocean,
And realize that we too look at a person,
In the same way.

Is it too much to ask for love,
Instead it is too much to get it.

We do not know how to love,
And yet hope with all our tears that somebody
out there teaches it to us.

I ask myself then,
From whom did the flowers learn to blossom?
From where did the bees learn how to collect nectar?
And how does a mother learn to love her child?

Love is something that grows within,
like how a seed breaks out of it shell
One must love thyself,
For love can only be given and never the other way around.

And I say to those who search for love, to search within themselves.
And I say to oneself to love everything that's loveable and if not wait for life to teach you how.