Junk

I ask for a name and I get a 12-step introduction.
Is this natural for a modern relationship?

Whoever I may be, and
whatever I may have done, and
wherever I may have been, at least
I own my heart in its entirety.

I cannot fall in love with who you once were;
I do not ask the same.
It is time--

Take out your garbage,
Leave it at the curb.
It'll be hauled away, eventually;
But not by me.

-- July 2005