Recent conversations with my brother remind me of a relationship I was in for a long time and just couldn't seem to end (even when it was obvious that I should). I wrote this poem about it maybe two years into the journey:
Oceans Apart
She could not love him
though she tried
meeting him like
sand to tide
for though he came
he did retreat
leaving her wet
and incomplete© 2001
My brother has been dating someone for about two years. He talks about how unhappy he is at least once a month, and I thought he had ended things recently when he broke off their engagement and moved out. Now he's trying to fix the relationship... patch things up... settle.
When your self-esteem is low, when you feel that life has kicked you around, when you're not where you want to be... you are not in the right space to start looking for a lifetime mate. I learned this lesson the hard way. I hope he doesn't fall as hard as I did.
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