My Lost, My Gain!

As if, I had washed up on a deserted shore.
With nowhere to go and nothing more than my desire.
To find my partner or another love, I searched.
Only not to find, but only to discover you had left me.

As though I had become skilled at losing, I also lost him.
In addition to losing my past life, I had no other choice.
I had to sort through the relevant and the unnecessary.
Then to let go, or get swallowed up by unfriendly enemies.

I had to free myself of the heavy load in order to proceed.
Advance to the next chapter and not remain unsure.
For if I were to stand in one place, where would I be?
For my improvement was not his priority, but mine.
Certainly was yours at one point in time, just not now.

I am not truly naïve or blind to any of these things.
Although, this I find disheartening, I understand the lost.
For in losing, I gain a wealth of understanding in the
Human condition, intentions, is ready to move forward.
But still is baffled by your choice not to have waited for me.

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