I'm wondering just how selfish
I must seem to be
forever wanting you here with me
Thinking my happiness
my wants
my desires
were the center of the universe
where you were just an accessory
of all that was me
Is it possible
that I was so self-absorbed
self-centered and conceited
regardless of your feelings
I really believed
I'd forever be all you needed
Now I'm being fed a healthy dose
of my bitter medicine
Relearning the lesson of
love and life yet once again
Should I wait, should I stay
is it lunacy handing over to you
yet again another day