Compromise

How consumed we are by our need
to be singled out, our very own special
qualities recognized and valued,
claimed by one to whom we will
ourselves respond, finding in that
person's choice of ourselves as life
partner a priceless response to our
heart's need to be discovered,
chosen, loved and cherished.

Vulnerable to the insecurity of
confidence drifting astray when we
remain alone, isolated, the exquisite
vitalizing effect of being a significant
half of an ideal pair eluding our
eager expectation in fulfilment of
our destiny. The puzzling unfairness
that no one has yet discovered our
unique appeal, a dreadful abyss.

The misery of an imposed friendless
solitude compounds the grievance.
Loneliness a miserable burden
for a questing lover, when all about
are symbols of that elusive happiness
granted to others surely no more
deserving. The pain and anguish of
unrequited anticipation beyond galling.

Goaded by rash hopelessness,
determined to wait no longer, that the
dream can be fulfilled with lesser
expectations, reaching impetuously
to absorb a promise proffered hesitantly
by another whose urgency of need
matches your own. Sadly representing
scant match; absent depth, perfection.