Let Hope Live...?

The world is a crazy place.
Who defines love?
Who creates the simple tunes that life leads us toward?
Is it me?
Is it you?
What role do I play in your life?
What is my place in this wide expanse called earth?

How do I love?
I love with my whole heart and being. I put all of who I am, into who I love.
I love in passionate beauty.

All I have ever wanted, was to be loved the way I love.
Love me in passionate beauty
Love me in truth and in honesty.

I am not a complicated creature, I am a woman who is tired of hoping and a woman who has not given up on hope.

Who are you to take hope from me?
Really, I take hope from myself when I become disappointed. So, don't disappoint me...
I can turn that on to myself as well. I become disappointed because of my expectations. I expect people to be like me and when they fall below the standards that I set for myself, I am disappointed. In reality, people are people. I too, have disappointed others. I am not perfect for every person...just as every person is not perfect for me.

See, I have loved the same man for years. He is smart and funny and makes me feel like I am a million dollars and worth every penny until he disappears. When he disappears, it feels like I have never existed for anyone and then he will pop back up and make me "feel" again...boy, I will feel him and be with him and love him all over again...He brings this hope back up and it flows and fills my heart til I am sure that I will burst...Then the inevitable happens and he crushes the hope, crushes the love and destroys me, for a time...
I don't let things get me down, but loving him is never certain...
How do I get him to really understand what happens to me and others, when he disappears?
Is it my place to create this reality in him?
Does he understand this, without my telling him?
Does he even care?

When we are together, it feels right.
When he is gone, I feel lost and incomplete...
Will he be able to complete me, this time?
Will I be able to let him try?