The Path of Love

And there I thought the path of love looks like love...

As I read this I have a smile come to my face

A laughter inside

Never did I know it would be this

The most wild, untangling of oneself

Who are you when you are trying to find yourself, while so intimately connected to another

The true test

To find and lose yourself

To let go, while staying firm

To look inside, while also looking in the mirror of the other

What am I supposed to see?

Sometimes I don’t want to look

To know oneself that closely

It’s sometimes too much I’m not ready 

I know there is no rush

I will be here when I am willing to look

At the reflection the other is holding back to me

Pause, deep breath, surrender

What's here for me?

It’s so much easier if it’s about him 

I can feel, every look in the mirror I see new parts of myself

The woman I have become

That’s love

Stretching, growing, pains, practice, over and over 

and I wouldn't have it any other way

That’s my messy, real, honest, love