Always fighting for my love

In the process of fighting for myself, many of the men have faded away. I believe that became the turning point in my life. It allowed me to see, who was really there for me. Then it took one good man to wait while I took time out for me. He waited and still was there to pour his love out on me. Although I still have some issues that I am working out within myself, I trust that when I am ready to love, the last man standing will be there. With his arms wide open, he will say welcome home.