As I look around reflecting on my memories,
I think about how many places, how many people have pieces of me.
It hurts to know so many people in so many places have the best parts of me.
They don’t care, they don’t cherish, and they don’t adore those wonderful pieces of me.
I loved so many, I gave up so much! Why oh why was it not enough!?
I tried and I have cried, I have screamed, and I have yelled… PLEASE JUST STAY, & LOVE ME!!! unconditionally…..
I’m not perfect, but I am perfectly me; why can’t you accept that?
Why do I have to change?
Why do I have to conform the greatest parts of me?
You have my happiness, my smile, my glow, my pride, my warmth, my gifts, my love, my MY SPECIAL PIECES OF ME.
IF YOU DON’T WANT THEM, AND THEY’RE NOT ENOUGH, DONT TAKE THEM. GIVE THEM BACK TO ME… I NEED THEM, I WANT THEM, THEY’RE MINE, THEY BELONG TO ME, I TRUSTED YOU WITH PIECES THAT MEAN SO MUCH TO ME.
All I ask is you give to me what I gave to you. Show me just how much true love can do.
I’ve learned that love is not what you expect it to be; love is exactly what it’s meant to be.
You give and I take, I give and you take… equally.
It sounds that easy and it seems like that’s the way that love is expressed.
When we say equally, we really mean:
The way I love you, love me
The way I treat you, treat me
The way I cherish you, cherish me
The way I adore you, adore me
The way I fight for you, fight for me
The way I give up for you, give up for me.
But in reality that is exactly the way love is not expressed to you, or me.
LOVE is compromise, sacrifice, communicate, endurance, balance, problem solving, understanding, agreeing, agreeing to disagree…that’s LOVE‘s identity.
Accepting love the way it’s given, only to know it’s completely opposite of what you want it to be, the way you need it to be…
Since we all love differently and sometimes our difference in views of love clash when brought together…
Our different expressions of love makes it appear that your love is not enough for me.
It’s okay, you’ve given the best love you’re capable of giving to me..
I have accepted your love the way you give it to me.
All of those people, and all of those places in all of those ways that have so much; so many, pieces of me.
I loved all of those people, in all of those places, I gave them all my best, I gave my best pieces to the wrong people…
The wrong people to trust, cherish, adore, and love me.
They loved me the way they knew how to love wholely and completely, but not the way I needed love to be.
You found all of those pieces of me,
Now you didn’t put them back together but you gave them back to me;
You continuously help me figure out how to mend those pieces of me…
Thank you for finding and gathering; safely, holding, cherishing, adoring, and loving those pieces of me… unconditionally.
With all my pieces scattered about sometimes it seems like there isn’t enough of me.
Sometimes it seems like there’s too much wrong with me.
I lost my pieces I gave them away to so many people, in so many places, in all the wrong ways. But you, you don’t hold it against me.
Thank you for speaking my love language, loving me with all of those pieces missing from me.
Pieces of Me….
You’ve showed me I can trust you with those pieces,
My gathered missing Pieces of Me….