wrestling with desire

I can't help but recognize this wrestle within me towards desire. There is a risk and perhaps a cost when we choose to desire and are left with the possibility of being unmet. Even with the little things, like asking a friend for support or wanting the bus to be on time. It seems small and quickly fading but I am aware of this small part of me that dies when my desires are not met. It makes it a little more difficult the next time around to have an expectation or desire for a certain thing to occur. And then there are the larger parts of me that desire to be known, to love, and be loved. My heart seems fragile and easily wounded when I can't seem to get beyond my unmet need or my unmet desire. This all feels confusing and yet I long to engage with desire so that it does not get the best of me...to continue hoping for more despite setbacks.