I once climbed mountains for one who held my heart.
Never grasping, ‘Wait for someone to do their part.’
Until I dared to be vulnerable, missing the trust fall.
With a thud I realized it wasn’t about me at all.
Wandering for a time, I questioned the other’s motive.
At last I decided this was no way to live.
I dusted off my pride and let my light shine.
Happy and grateful to be in this bruised skin of mine.
I redoubled my efforts to allow others in.
After all, living with integrity and kindness is hardly a sin.
Then entered that one who wished to change my view.
By blowing my mind without exploding my world, too.
I got someone who wants me, and not just the “next.”
There is far more to love, and the best is surely yet.
~Just L (August 15, 2017)