
I don’t really want to admit how many times I got myself into a love triangle. I think about the reasons why often. I wanted to see the best in people, even when they couldn’t or wouldn’t give me what I needed. I believed in redemption, even when there was unwillingness to change. But of all the reasons why I stayed in relationships with men who didn’t satisfy or support me, I think the most important one was because I hadn’t learned how to be strong enough to express my own feelings. I have a whole set of baggage related to being a strong, outspoken woman. It has taken a lifetime to get myself to the point where I can clearly express what I need. When I couldn’t, I sought solace where I could find it, and so often, that included getting stuck between two men.
He sees me. I see you.
You turn your head. I cry.
He talks to me. I love him.
You love me. You cry.
I want you. I need him.
He turns his back on me.
I’m in his arms. You’re in my mind.
You turn your back on me.
I see you. You see him.
He sees the way we love.
You feel pain. I feel guilt.
He sees the pain of love.
He sees me. I am alone
Dark, in a quiet room.
You don’t know. I don’t care.
He’s in my quiet room.
You love me. I love him.
He loves me. I cry.
I love you. You hate him.
He turns his head. I cry.
I am yours. He is mine.
I turn my back on you.
He is gone. I am alone.
I turned my back on you.
I see you. You see me here.
He wants me there with him.
I fall asleep. I cry my tears.
All I want is him.
He sees me. I see you.
You turn your head and cry.
He talks to me. I love him.
And I love you. I cry.
