I've given up on love

Maybe I had high hopes
Maybe I gave too much
Maybe I'm just not cut out for it
Point is, I've given up on love.

Oh no I'm not hurt at all
I took all the time I needed to heal
This me just speaking about my truth
And in all honesty
I don't think I'll ever fall in love again

I've grown too used to being on my own
I've grown to used to not compromising
I know nobody is going to call me
And I'm in no rush to call anyone too
I love just living my life as I see fit
Nobodies opinion but my own

I am hard to love really
And it's not because I'm fussy
Rather I thrive when I'm alone
So it really takes a lot for me to give someone a chance

I love seeing others in love though
It's crazy right, to love 'love'
but not love being in love

I tried for some time
to get back on
the saddle but really
no one has truly
moved me
in a long long time.

It's just one of those anomalies
The one uncle who never marries
Yet everyone really loves them
Always there as a caring figure
Yet deep down you ask yourself
Who is caring for them?

I think I finally have an insider perspective now
Because you never love the ability to love
Yet that craving for romance just fades away over time

I really can't explain it fully
But for now the best I can say
Is that
I have given up on love