Sometimes love is not enough

Sometimes love is not enough
to keep me in your life,
and yet it must be all and more,
to help me stand aside.
No matter how the heart does hold,
and years have firmed the bond,
there can be times when we are wrong,
for those we love and know.
Then stepping back is best advised,
and waiting till the time,
when once again I can return;
your life now re-defined.
The hurt is great and grieving,
but it can be a fact,
my presence does not help at all;
it causes pain - detracts.
There is no understanding,
or explanation made,
it is just life unfolding;
and it may, or may not, change.