Where is the love?
May 15, 2006People always say there are people out there who love you but I have never seen them.
Maybe it’s a cultural difference in display of affection like I keep telling myself.
See my whole family is African and well I would say I am too but because I only lived there for 8 years and in England for 12 years I think I have grown more accustomed to the English way. I can’t even remember much of Africa there’s so many things I try to forget that I think I have added even the good memories.
My point in all this is that I have never felt loved. Maybe my family does love me but they have never shown it.
I know God loves me. But sometimes you just want to be shown, you want to feel it, you want to hear it.




