A one-sided thing

It's a one-sided thing all over again. What am I missing? What is there to learn? What's the deal? Help me please. Heart is oh so heavy!

It's a one-sided thing, you watch them latch, until there's nothing left of you. Then they go, they let you charge alone, they wander and roam, and then they visit again, latch and suckle some more, until there is no more. 

It's a one-sided thing, the giver and the taker. There is no exchange, there is no return. No turning back time, it is fated to be so. 

It's a one-sided thing, no point fooling yourself with the fake hope. Hold on to whatever you need to hold on to... For the hunger is ever growing, so is greed, so is detachment, and the latching, a fake attachment. 

It's a one-sided thing, the crone and the maiden. It's a one-sided thing, the mother ever hoping. It's a one-sided thing, stuck in between, lack and scarcity, my mother, and my daughter. It's a one-sided thing, death through life, and in between. 

It's a one-sided thing, so much to experience, learn, and know. It's a one-sided thing, a pain birthing pain, feeding pain, growing pain. 

It's a one-sided thing, nothing special, nothing so different nor unique. It's a one-sided thing, no polarities, same melancholy, same detachment, same deserting. 

It's a one-sided thing, hold your ground.

It's a one-sided thing, feel it all, and then some more, and one day you're bound to understand. 

It's a one-sided thing, you were made this way, it's a one-sided thing, did you all agree to it? It's a one-sided thing, learn all the sides of it. It's a one-sided thing, do you see it now? Do you know? 

It's a one-sided thing for you have all the sides within you and maybe more, fill the cup of whomever needs it, and then some more... a child and maiden, mother and crone. 

It's a one-sided thing, a lonesome dance, a heart that pours, never meant to receive. 

It's written in the stars. 

Accept it, 

Perfect it.