Falling asleep alone is like growing
into something that you do not
recognize
Loving every inch of yourself until
your shadows take over
when the light fades and midnight becomes your sunshine
You are glad to have your own bed to rest your weary eyes
but you know it is not where you belong
And you know this
because you've seen love
You've seen who you are
You've seen who you could be
Being alone
is not a gift
Being alone is nothing
You matter when you are
loved