Instead of pretending and posing one wintry day of the new year
Instead of waiting for affection from whoever happens to be near
Instead of a fancy dinner with someone who doesn’t care
Instead of love notes and jewelry from someone who isn’t emotionally there
Instead of pining and hoping for some bloke to buy me flowers
Instead of sucking in my stomach to rock restrictive lingerie for hours
Instead of shopping for glittered cards that will end up in the trash
Instead of an insignificant other buying me candy to plump up my ass
I bought myself some daisies, music, chicken and apple beer instead
because living alone now ensures that someone I truly love shares my bed…