Needed Alarm

12 March 2026

https://poems.culturing.net/2026/03/12/needed-alarm/

Our love became toxic
because it never strayed from the realm
of fantasy, mutual projection, and infantile trust.
This is not my fault. Had we met and conversed
as I asked, we would have discovered each other
in toto, as real human beings, and maybe
our love could have found its way to ground
and grown roots in more permanent soil.

But could you not handle this?
Did you need fantasy to break the ice
around your heart? I now fear
that I may have projected
my need for awakening onto you...on the other hand,
maybe I merely recognize the signs.
After all, it was I who was willing to meet.

I am sorry to shock you, but I think
you were too quick to trust, and too slow
to endeavor to build trust, as if it were automatic.
The shock was the needed alarm.
Words come easy to me, but they are not
all true, and your truth matters too.
You have needs, but I have needs too.