Pride

[Twota]

They speak of one’s pride
and ask me if I have any,
well this thing I have indeed,
though, it’s not clear to many.

Me being yours to use
and you, mine to love,
is my one and only pride,
and if that be not it,
I fear they can’t be right.

A different type I suppose
but can’t be sure of it,
for many things were disposed
on declaring my heart’s content,
had it been among them,
alas! I know nothing of it.

But oh! Meaningless! Such a talk,
for be it my known pride
or their peculiar one,
I have neither to be proud.

[Twota]

Don't bury my pride...

[cafolini]

I know what you might be trying to say. It's a difficult subject and when you elaborate it becomes a little contradictive.
Good intention. You are of service, good use, and the other is to be loved, not used. But by the same token, the other should want to be useful.