This was about my internal struggle between my heart & my mind--emotions or intellect--to which do I be true? Which held the truth for me? My current relationship  was falling apart b/c I was in love with another woman...and I always was & would be. I chose security & comfort over passion, which felt freeing for a while. Then I realized I was a poet and ultimately, deeply, forever in love with another poet. I was living a lie.