A poem
Being single is not a curse
Nor a life sentence
And neither is being friendless
And alone
.
And I am both
Or at least was
For a while
Quite a long while
.
Though I’m still single, I’m okay with the mingle
Not rushing romantic love,
Just practicing
Self love
.
Had to turn the dial
The dial of my fate
And slightly change my style
If even a bit,
To show how much
I was and am truly trying
.
Trying to make some new friends
But I am
Quiet
But I am
A bit shy
But I am
An introvert
.
And even though I am a journalist
Who talks to people everyday
Still there were
No new friends, no new friends
No no new
.
And it’s been that way
For a while
But I turned the dial
Switched up my style
Met new friends online
That I’m finally meeting offline
In my own town
.
And it’s amazing
New friends, new friends
Finally I’ve made
Some new friends
And we go out
And we explore and try new things
.
Together
.
New friends, new friends
Is this what it’s like to be an adult
With real friends in real life?
.
Is this what it’s like to
Finally find what I’ve been missing?
And finally feel like a woman
Rather than a little girl?
New friends new friends
I’m glad I can quit singing
.
No new friends.
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