It's late
And I am
Very sleepy
But I resist
Going to bed,
For no electric blanket
Can ease the chill
Of aloneness
I find there
And
There aren't enough pillows
To fill the empty space
Beside me.
How I long for you,
For you alone,
Despite the years
That have passed
Since you left me.
I have not,
I cannot,
Allow any other man
Into this area
Of my life,
This despite knowing
That you
Have moved on
Through countless new relationships,
Using and discarding
Vulnerable women
Like worn-out socks.
Maybe someday
My heart will mend
And I will come
To my senses
But for now
I simply ache
For a dream
That never was.