I don’t want to lose you.
But every time I say it,
I feel stupid.
Is that pride talking?
My ego?
Or just the fear of facing the silence of being alone with myself?

I crave you.
Yet you leave me on read.
Once, you looked at me like I was your queen.
Now, I’m just a dream that’s faded from your scene.

I thought I was saving myself when I let you go.
But now I see you were the safe space
I was searching for all along.

Our wants and needs can blur in disguise.
When we crown our wants, our true needs die.
The game is over before it even begins.
For love asks for more than the eye can ever win.

Sometimes that’s more than the heart may want to give.
It asks for trust, patience,
transparency, communication…
and a surrender that feels like stepping off a cliff.
Praying love will catch you and protect you before the rocks below can break what is left.

I don’t just want you;
I need you.
You are the weighted balance
on my Libra scale;
Lifting me from self-centeredness
into heart-centeredness.
The bravest transformation any soul can experience.

But it’s been made clear,
this is not the love that I thought has grown to be.
And though my heart aches to keep you,
I cannot hold on to something
that doesn’t want to be held onto.
So, I’ll do the hardest thing my heart aches to feel –
lift your weight from my Libra scale,
and let the balance find itself again.