adventures in dysthymia

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

A Part of Me

There is a part of me –
the impractical part and that
is a pretty big part, you know –
that remains in love with you.

A part of me hides from love.
Don’t hurt yourself, it cautions;
don’t hurt her. Don’t do anything.
I’m good at that, after all.

There is a part of me
that tries too hard to please
everyone, to shoulder
each burden as my own.

It is a part that seeks
to earn love, your love,
any love, that thirsts to need
and to be needed.

We are the sum of our parts,
aren’t we? I add up
to little, it would seem,
except for this:

You are and will be
forever a part of me.

Stephen Brooke ©2005

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