i apologize

Sorry about that last post. I deleted it. It was uncalled for. Sorry.

For those that ask, I get emails pretty frequently, these poems all come from notebooks that I've written in for the last decade. Okay? I can pull out the book, flip to a page and show the date, I can tell what was happening in my life at the moment I wrote the poem.

Once again, I apologize.

This Is My Life

It's not what I thought it would be.
I'm not who I thought I would be.
My love is not who I planned on it being.
But it is my life.

It is real.
It is true.
He is who I need him to be.
It is what I need it to be.

No one else can change it.
No one else can change me.
He has the power.
There is no other I trust.

I thought wrong.
I accept who I am.
I love him.
This is my life.