I go for walks alone, I take myself for dinner, I see a movie, I go to shows.
I hug myself to sleep, I hold my own hand and brush the hair out of my face.
I've gotten really good at doing things alone.
I keep all my own secrets quite well.
I find it's harder on the days where I'm noticing a lot of people in pairs, sharing moments together.
It's harder when I have a story to tell & no one to tell it to.
Or when I'm tired of picking myself off the ground.
This is when I find it hard to breathe. When I find it hard to cope. When I find it hard to be my own best friend.