I could give myself totally to you, if I were as courageous as I once thought myself to be. Now I find the cleverest of excuses , never fooling myself for long.
I feel backed into a corner , my own design. I want to be here. from here there is no where else to run. there is no retreat.
No pain is too much. No sorrow too great to know.
Nothing measures up to the greatness of the loss of you.
From here I can offer you all that I am . What I see of me and what I don’t.
It is an act of surrender .
to know you