More than Just an Obsession

I had to learn how
To be related.
It didn’t come naturally.
I stumbled
On the approach
More times
Than I care to remember,
And even when
The buying signs
Were obvious,
More often than not,
I messed that up as well.
In my all consuming
Drive for intimacy,
I tried much too hard,
And made
A fool of myself
Countless times.
I desperately wanted
People to like me
Before I even learned
To like myself.
I chased people away
With my desperation.
It wasn’t until
I gave up the urgency,
That intimacy became
More than an obsession.