I have learned to love better, through failure.
Although I can take the lessons with me, I don't want to leave.
I was loved wholely, by open arms and a kind soul.
But I turned it away, now that I felt I had been healed.
She was less a cure than a pill; when she was gone, I got much worse.
I hope to find someone as great, but I know I never will.
I have loved, and now know not if I will ever be whole.
