Sometimes I have a yearning to see your face
Hear your voice and feel your embrace
The sun goes down and you are not here
Another night I spend without you near.

I imagine you walking through my door
Without an invitation, you also wanting more
But it is a dream I've had many times before
Something you have to feel inside your very core.

You are never coming without a plan ahead
Impromptu calling is not something in your head
You are resilient, so much stronger that I  
For I am folding without you here, and want to cry.

I often shed a tear for my circumstances
As you age, there are fewer chances
I learned that solitude has served me well
I have grown accustomed to my lonely hell.

I have learned to live and cope over the years
No longer dwell on my stupid lonely fears
I am destined to live alone and know this is my life
I am slowly learning how not to be a wife.

Soon I will recover and be independently single
Never wanting company, I will confidently mingle
Go home to my own bed and rest my head
And know that it is only by my own hand that I am led.