No Love Lost

A rational perspective

Love,
not a term to be used loosely.
Suppose I never stopped believing in love.
More or less stopped believing in people.
A wise person once said,
"Love doesn't walk away from you. People do."

There is no way to gauge or justify
the amount of hurt I've waded through
Do to such ignorance.
Yet I look back and find myself mourning
loss of time
rather then the relationships themselves.

I wouldn't consider this growing up
so much as realizing the truth of these tragedies.
None of them in which I 'thought' I loved
were worth the effort.

I no longer look up at the stars and wish for them.
Because the one I'd wish for,
would already be standing there.
Not one who only bets a few chips
but rather starts all in.

I've stopped crying over lost time.
I will no longer beg to be seen or touched.
If it isn't natural to love me
I'll never question another's decision
merely just keep it moving.

Letting go of all the hurt may take some time,
but the knowledge gained is worth more
then battle scars attained.
I'm all the wiser for it.

I'll never once say I'm sorry again.
I'll wait my turn for love
but until then
there are grander things in life to accomplish.

Author's Note

Eh, it is what it is. Not one of my better pieces but its here.