Experience Has Taught

It is not always the absense of love that makes me seem alone. Often it’s been too much love given to me by the wrong people for the wrong reasons that keeps me here, gladly alone, rather than have the life sucked out of me by the selfish needs of other minds and bodies.                         That does not mean                     That I’m not grateful. But I am sad. Not to be able to put my arms around those who truly loved me and give them something more than polite indifference.            Oh, how I tried. I think they should know            I tried. And I choose to be alone rather than wrapped in arms I could never need