It was the not understanding which saved me
The not understanding protected me through my life
I did not understand what it meant to fall in love
Yet I fell in love, I fell in love over and over again
I did not understand why I had the heartbreak of love
Yet I fell headlong for that torment, time after time
I did not understand that words raise, and rile me
Yet I was raised, or riled, in almost equal measure
I did not understand that I didn’t care for everyone
Yet I did make swift decisions in both directions
I did not understand how to forgive and forget
Only now am I learning that practice
I did not understand
It is the best thing I ever did
