My Vulnerability..... Poem by gina layog

I look at you, and thought of what we would have had,
but trust me, you wouldn't want me,
after all that I went through,
I can see the vain in your eyes,
It worms through you,
I just don't understand,
Among all these beautiful, young women,
Why me, per chance?
I didn't chase you around,
I wandered, and Lo, me you found,
You spoke to me through your eyes,
made me think twice,
I was living a monk's life,
my husband wasn't safisfied,
married, yet completely adrift,
through the years, dying and drying in shifts,
For a while, till you came along,
I'm not so sure anymore,
You saw my vulnerability,
read my desperate frailty,
somehow, you inspire me to write poetry,
somehow, the words began to form,
inside this heart that felt forlorn
maybe, this is just your gift to me,
I may not have you, or the life that we might be,
made me feel the pain, wounded me deeply,
but you made me feel, made me live,
made the very essence of things come alive,
those I thought I loss, yes, I felt the pain,
but it doesn't matter, because for this,
I live...hope to love again....no matter what.....