who’s loving me?

it is this thing. a superstition or something. every time you look at the clock and it is the exact top of the hour, it is said that somebody loves you. it has happened to me very often lately. and every time i wonder: who’s to love me? it can not be me, as i still do not love me that much. i think i am beginning to see why i need to love myself. maybe i am the one that loves me. or is about to love me. am i changing? am i getting ready to give and receive love? am i finally worthy of love? change is good. change creates opportunities. then, if i love myself, will you love me too? i know i do. love you.