a gift...
i've had some lover's in my life.
some bad some good.
each i lusted after
and thought i'd never love .. why bother..
was i wrong?..
each brought me pain...
of separation,
of a sense of not being enough..
yet in each...
a gift, unasked for..
love unfinished,
undivided,
unseparated,
unwanted..
the end is sometimes better..
than a false beginning..
making me who i am..
a gift...