Previous experience taught me that I was replaceable.

scared you’d find an other.

I wear out pretty quickly and you should find an other.

to be loved for a short time I had learned.

I taught myself I was never enough to be someones only lover.

But I quickly discovered, it’s not the need of needing an other.

it’s the wonders of having another lover.

I learn now

I am enough on my own. We shouldn’t dissolve to become one. We are one and one together.

We can be one with an other and another.

They might last a while, or only exist for one night.

Each one its own hue of light.

No replacing or games of who’s who’s.

I belong to me, and share this with you.