Love looks at me with pain,

I wonder what I did to it,

I'm living and moving forward,

I lean and wonder what is,

I stop and pause,

Cause that's who I am,

To comfort this love that looks at me,

I'm whole and happy,

Maybe a bit jaded,

So I chat with love to see its perspective,

I know that giving and love are entwined,

I'll come back later to follow this thread.