That Is All That Matters

I don't have expectations to be loved.
I don't dwell on the reception of it!
I have have it.
I give it.
And it is there to share.

I don't have expectations to be loved.
I do expect to be respected.
I don't accept disrespect at all.
That is one thing,
I don't have.
To give.
And it is not here as a thought either.

I don't have expectations to be loved.
If it is returned as it is given...
That's it.
I have no other preferences,
With requirements.
Nor do I sit,
To question love one bit!

I know it!
And that is all that matters!
With or without,
Someone to share it with.
It will be there...
Inside and recognized!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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