I want my life to be easy and comfortable,
Not dissonant or demanding.
I do not seek trouble or disharmony,
Yet often, through failed relationships,
My life has come apart.

Should I spend time with people who are hard to love
And seem better left alone?
Must it be so hard to bear others in my life?

I embrace all these fragments of myself,
Even as I struggle to love them more.
I forgive, even my unforgivingness,
That my soul be remade among you.