I got used to doing things alone

Drinking alone

Sitting at a park alone

Eating at restaurants alone

Working out alone

Hiking alone

Smoking alone

Dancing at a club alone

Solving problems alone

I remember doing it all with you

Especially dancing in my living room

The drinks were never enough

The laughs and arguments

Never enough

The love and sex was never enough

And the compliments and the insults— never ending.

Then we would walk to the park

No matter if it rained

Inside us, as it did out

We would walk hand in hand

And we would see our demons

Hold themselves stronger than we would

Then we would get home

Only for the next day to feel guilt and shame

Crying, making love

Delicately kissing our wounds

Nobody better for each other

Nobody worse for each other

And now we are apart

And I know you feel the tug

Of our souls missing each other

Hoping for one day we have a reunion

But that dance has been rehearsed

Far too many times

And my heart has been ripped

opened enough to know that

we don’t belong

But I still long for that day