You get used to being alone,
but it never gets easier.
So you find company
where you can,
at the bar next to the old man
who buys everyone’s round.
At work, with your
coworkers who you
see more than your family.
But it doesn’t fill the void.
Just helps numb
you at the time.
It’s funny that you
begin to miss
old relationships,
because at least you were
always together.
Even if you weren't getting along.
Two drinks and the night
would either go
north or south.
The unpredictability
is no longer a factor
but at least it
made things interesting.