for once

For the longest time it had been
all about you

and you, and you.

Foolishly I wondered why
I kept stumbling and falling,
hopelessly reaching
for the door that was never there.

One dawn before the moon
retreated to slumber, she yelled
and yelled and yelled
at me. So I learned
to stand up and dust off
my hair, and turned my love

to me, for once, to me.

~~~

© annie scribes 2017
all rights reserved

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