Acceptance of Alone

I noticed this weekend
You didn’t come round
Instead of us talking
I listened to the sound –
Of silence…..of silence

I sat here and waited
I sat on my own
I commiserated
But the illusion is blown
Now I accept it…..accept it

But now, the time has come –
To move on
Despite all the good, I know,
Deep down –
You’re not “the one”

And yes, I still sit here
I sit all alone
The future’s uncertain
But the seed is now sown
And I…..will go on