I gave her the best of my love, but she didn’t see it.
So, I waited, tried to let her know what I meant, then waited some more, but nothing happened.
So, I had to turn around and give myself the best of my love.
Solitude, I realized, had been my constant companion.
But, I wasn’t as alone as I thought.
I had been there with myself all along, and myself is all I needed first.
To love myself first, before I could spread the love to everyone else.
And then back to myself when the inevitability of rejection struck.
And now my life is a lot easier because of that.
