It's a sleepless night
and I'm drowning
in my reverie.
I'm missing you
and craving you
next to me.

I'm sorry I upset you
with those things I said
about needing someone
(anyone)
with me in bed.

I forgot
you don't think
the same way I do
Love and ***
mean the same thing to you.

You know that
I love you
and you're the only face
I ever want to
wake up to.

But *** is just ***,
a **** and a ****
I know that you hate this
but I need to be blunt.

I guess we just
don't see eye to eye
and I have no desire
to ever bid you goodbye

So once again,
while you're away

I guess I'll just use my hand.

Or the too-slender
neck
of this bottle of wine.
Maybe I can get off
alone
this time.