searching for a strategy

a strategy to find what intermingles yours and mine is what i'm now searching for-
but it seems as if i'm wasting my time.

now time may not exist,
but my existance has been dependent on time- the times ive lived, loved and learned.

i learned how to love
but haven't learned how to be loved.

i loved how i lived,
but haven't had the chance to live for love

i loved myself to the point of dispair...
i lied cheated and stole
to satisfy my 10 minute-care

now i care to only satisfy my soul, it won't matter if it's a mill i stole

still won't balance my feelings--
still won't make me whole-