The Yoga Of Relationships

I stretched across a thousand miles to let you hold my heart

It kept on beating in your hands, alive with a fresh start

I didn't give it all to you at first just out of fear

Yet as the days turned into weeks I knew you were sincere

While stretched across those many miles I heard her call your name

My heart got heavy in your clutch as she re-laid her claim

I knew you wanted to go back to how things were before

You weren't mine to have or hold, at least not anymore

So in the final stretch over those miles where I shared

I studied my heart; it was fine, just somewhat unprepared

But that's the way it goes with love and so I'll count to ten

And put the memories on the shelf and give love a chance again

[I still can't sleep. So I wrote this instead.]