I tell my therapist all I want from this life is to love and to be loved by a partner.
I can't wait another 10 years for the possibility of the 'love of my life' to come around.
She asks if I would settle now rather than wait.
I don't say yes.
But in a heartbeat,
I would take table scraps over a table
for one.
A decade of minimal love seems so much better than another year with none.
This silence over breakfast,
coldness on the left side of the bed,
it's just too cruel.
YOU ARE READING
What I Said After You Stop Listening
Poezja"I want to cry and get it out of my system but the tears never overflow: I'm drowning from within." My 10th poetry book Started: 5-6-23 Finished: 1-26-24
