Searching

Do we ever want something we don't even know to look for,
To seacrh on end trying to look for something we don't even know we want?
Searching for love is like this,
Can you really look for something you aren't even sure will exisit?

Are we one hundred percent positive we want love anyway?
Doesn't love lead to many bad choices, bad fights, and bad days?
Aren't we so much better off without it,
Or do we continue searching because we consider it worth the risk.

What if what we find is a huge bust,
Something we hate, and don't like,
Then isn't all the time spent seaching a waste?
Time that could have been spent searching something secure, a for sure likeable thing?

But if you are lucky enough to find love in this crazy world,
I hear it's an amazing thing to behold,
Something none other can compare,
None other can come above.

So still not knowing that feeling,
I will continue my search,
Not knowing what I will end up with,
Hoping for the best of possibilities this stange feeling has to offer.