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