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)