Not just physical

Love...
Is not just physical.
Lust...
Is just physical.
How to tell the difference is a lesson I have yet to be taught
But one day someone will show me love...
And that person I await
Thank you notes written all over my skin
My gratitude already rolling off my tongue
Hoping it travels to wherever he might be
Maybe in Africa already asleep...
Or California just waiting for me.
He will prove to me that he can crave my body...
But protect my heart too.
We can yearn for the electricity surging through our fingertips
And still hold eachother when we cry
There can by physicality in love...
but there's more.
I know the difference between love and lust.
But for some reason
I keep mixing them up like
"Then"
And
"Than"
Things he said like
"well if you loved me than you should want too..."
Or
"I thought you cared more than that."
Guilt trips making me feel bad
For questioning his so called love
So I give myself over
Letting him take control of a body I once called mine
So tell me
How do I know?
Love or lust...
Betrayal or trust.
And when will you tell me?
I don't know how long I can go
Trying then failing
Flying then falling
But I can't ask you this
When you're a world away
Maybe we've already met
Maybe not yet...
But for now I guess
all I can really ask of you
Is to just...
find me soon...