To Love by Halves
I don’t know how To love by halves and measures, To share myself in parts and pieces, To give you only the parts of myself that you will find acceptable, To hide the things that make me me beyond your reasoned ken, I’ve never been able to keep myself from pouring out into each person The total beautiful ecstasy of being who I am And in like turn, How can I receive only parts of you? How can I take the Love you’re offering me Without the terror that comes with some of the choices you make? Or how could I reject you because I think what you’re doing is “wrong” or “sinful” or “not enough,” Even in my most religious days, I could not in my heart pretend we weren’t One, Though I thought it was possible to hate a part of you while loving another, And yet I never knew how to reject you in part and love you in part, And so I took you as whole whether or not I liked it But oh, I’ve learned through trials and traumas That sometimes I have to pull away an...