When the Ancients love…

I wanted you to follow me,

even as amazing as you already are.

I wanted you to know the amazing part of me

that knows how great you are.

I needed you to let go

of all that held you back

and to open your eyes to one simple lack:

To know that you are forgiven

and you didn’t have to try so hard.

Happiness comes with rejoicing

for what you already had.

No one cared if your wife was blond,

brunette, skinny or fat.

But, you saw your worth as an extension of what you acquired

when love was waiting…

waiting…

My love grew tired for wanting to be seen

while you ransacked our lives to fill your need.

You couldn’t see what was closest to you.

The same old adage,

“Can’t see the forest for the trees.”

Now, here I am, still broken hearted,

Because no one compares to the greatness within you

that you have taken self-righteously.

I can do no more than pray for you now

and pray that you will find your way

to know that compassion waits for you.

We have all failed, and I know I failed you and me

in manners of resolve, strength and courage.

So, as I would ask you to receive my offering of compassion,

I also ask that you give it back to me.

No purer commitment will I possess

Than the one I have with you.

I chose you, and know there was a choice to be made.

You were not the lesser of two evils,

But the greater of two lives. 

Funny how the acronym fits.

When will our lives mesh again?

Is the only question I ponder.

Perhaps you already know

The forgiveness you’ve been given.

If so, then I will see you in heaven

when it will forever be known that

I will love you forever as I have loved you before.

In a long ago place and time

That no one else will ever know.

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