Independence has a nice ring to it-
The cash register when I pay for myself,
The ding of the doors I open on my own.
I don't need anyone to be whole anymore-
I filled my potholes with my own hands,
In my own ways.
I found a way to be alone and be okay-
Though the nights can get long
And I miss trailing kisses trailing to the bedroom.
I can open my own doors and pay my own tabs,
Though I miss opening up to someone else
And independence has a price to pay;
The cold nights can't be filled by anyone
Because one night stands, friends with benefits
Won't fulfill the small void not even my own self could achieve.
I surely don't need anyone to survive,
But that doesn't mean I don't want someone,
Or yearn for a hand to hold other than my own.
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:18 PM UTC
Independence has a nice ring to it-
The cash register when I pay for myself,
The ding of the doors I open on my own.
I don't need anyone to be whole anymore-
I filled my potholes with my own hands,
In my own ways.
I found a way to be alone and be okay-
Though the nights can get long
And I miss trailing kisses trailing to the bedroom.
I can open my own doors and pay my own tabs,
Though I miss opening up to someone else
And independence has a price to pay;
The cold nights can't be filled by anyone
Because one night stands, friends with benefits
Won't fulfill the small void not even my own self could achieve.
I surely don't need anyone to survive,
But that doesn't mean I don't want someone,
Or yearn for a hand to hold other than my own.
