Monday, 10 January 2011
It is okay, it will be okay, it must be okay.
The news is good,he says they are in love.
Not some adolescent infatuation
More serious middle age stuff,
that sets their hearts racing
and their minds doing cartwheels in the sand!
So why does it hurt?
it's not them, they deserve what they can get.
It's me,those carefully protected defences
the portrayal of being okay alone
gets smashed against the rocks of ocean spray.
I like my life, I tell myself
And mainly it's true
But just sometimes I yearn for arms around me
Holding me tight,to set my heart aflutter
I told him I like being single
I can read till 1am with no-one to bother
But I know deep down that it would be nice
just to hear the words, turn the light off love.
The green eyed monster mustn't gobble me up
I need to go back to liking my life
to being okay alone in the dark
but sometimes just sometimes