You thought about being alone again
Waking up alone
Coffee in solitude
Walking into rooms full of people
And seeing where your magnet wanted to go
An alone that always felt like a deep inhale
Between one heavy foot and the next on your chest
You remember the men, taking up three quarters of the room while you gathered your things into one small corner
You had always wanted each of them to stay
And yet, you longed for the room to yourself again
To breathe again
To stretch out lazy on Sunday mornings
Listen to your music, loud
Make the empty walls echo with your footsteps dancing
However, alone has changed for you since him
Alone no longer means freedom
Not now that you’ve seen who you are the way he sees you
Not now that you’ve been reminded
Of who you are when you are free to trust
To crack yourself open, to bloom
And to be held always with softness
To take your deep breaths
To lean into him
And exhale straight into his mouth
Trading, sharing air
You thought about being alone again
And for the first time in your life
You didn’t miss it