Why does love have to be so complicated!!

So why is it that love has to be so illusive? Is it that I am paying for the sins of my father? It seems that I am capable of giving loving just not ever being on the receiving of love. I try to be honest, loyal, loving, giving and yet here I sit alone. Every attempt I make to believe is rewarded by being left alone yet again wondering why know one is ever there for me? I feel quite hopeless at times. Sometimes I just wish that there was some way to fill the void so many others have at there fingertips. I am not saying I am perfect but feel that I have a lot to offer. Well like the blog title states life can be like that.