It’s not me crying wolf this time
It’s me surrendering
Caving
Letting go
of the illusion
that True Love is
all shiny
and hot
and spicy
and perfect
Always love has been
just out of…
reach
Why?
Because it wasn’t real
Love is in the bed
I’ve made for myself
Love is in you
I get it now
This game of
musical chairs
is over
The spinning
bottle has
landed on you
And you look just
like me,
I’m free