For those who were once heartbroken

Find love when you are most skeptical about it.
Find love
   when you do not need it
   when you are okay walking into a diner and
      eating on the bar, letting the waiter choose the menu for you
      and listening to them about everything they have to tell--
      maybe they are tired
      of feeling lonely, not having anyone to talk to behind the bar
      while watching so many people walk in, eat, and go.
   when you find it increasingly releasing, going to cinema alone
   when you can take care of
      yourself.
   when you do not really need sex
      or when you do, having it with your casual friend
      and do not really feel the need to engage your emotions in it
      (in short, a sex without loud moans)
   when you made peace that you are not really lovable
      (you have flaws, you know)
   when you have done the rounds of hating yourself,
      and realizing you have only you. (self-hating is a very cruel, though sometimes artsy.)
   when you realized we are born and we will die alone
      and people overromanticize people who accompany them in the time between
 
   when you are content with who you are and what you have--you.

Find love
   when someone lingers around, tickling your contentment
   when along the happiness he/she brings,
      also comes safety
   when you are reminded or your long-lost dream of ideal love

--when you don't think about him/her
   with guilt
   with fear
   with hopelessness
   of a hoping heart, built from the ashes of burning self-hating, torn again.
   --

That's the best time to find love.