Did God pull the pin…

And lob you into my life 
Like an emotional hand grenade? 
Because boy, oh boy, 
My love, my sweet, 
What an absolute mess you’ve made. 
Unsettling the painstakingly settled, 
Exploding the comfortably staid. 
Whether ignored now or embraced, 
There’s some sort of price to be paid. 
So could it be this is the catalyst 
For which I have hoped and prayed? 
In that case, 
Welcome, 
Welcome, 
My dear – 
I hope you enjoy your stay.