Take the weakest thing in you
And then beat the bastards with it
And always hold on when you get love,
So you can let go when you give it.
Love is patient, love is kind, and it can end with like a cluster bomb, shrapnel embedded in the psyche for years. I have picked out those pieces for years. The years of feeling unworthy. I also lived with the idea if I lose weight, be this or that, I will finally land the love of my life.
I spent my 20’s chasing after the guy who will make my life complete or erase the scars given to me in high school. I had one infatuation after another; I would never call it love. Love empowers you; it does not deplete you, and I had enough with the latter one rainy day in Winnipeg.
I believe a song waits for the right listener. Montreal’s Stars may have written that sort of song. It’s a hymn for the lonely. It’s a song for those with an abundant amount of love to give away. I always like the verse I quoted in my post, to take the weakest thing and beat the bastard with it. People say to turn the other cheek. Fine. Please do not deny me my anger, my sadness, the years for the scars to harden into the kind of armour needed to defend my boundaries. Then I will turn that other cheek as advised.
Other times I will share my life and what I love. I love learning and want to share it. Right now I am in love with my life, this hard-won place in my 40’s. I enjoy the company of my friends. I let love go with my nephew as he grows into his adulthood. I had the benefit of people extending me their love, their shoulder for me to cry on, and kicking my ass to reach the next level in my potential. I believe these are God-given people.
So remember to hold on when you get love and let go when you give it.