Poem: Compromise

Compromise
does not come naturally to me
any more
but she deserves it

The majority of compromises
I have made in my life
have been made not for love
but for survival or safety

That must be why
I feel so used
every time I make one

But these are different kinds

I live alone
do not go out much
and rarely hang out with friends
I need to learn
that these two
are not the same

Compromise
does not mean
failure
does not mean
giving up control
does not mean
being weak
does not mean
having less fun

It is a choice
a decision which is made
that gives it's own rewards
different from those given
by not compromising