I thought too much of you
Or perhaps, not nearly enough of me
The critical mass erupted in
my broken heart,
Though there's truth in what's said:
The greater the heart aches,
The greater its capacity for joy
And for that, I must say "Thank You"
For today my joy
Overshaddows any grief that
that my encounter with you ever caused
And I no longer think so little of me.
Angela J. Schleicher © 2009