My dad would often say
Sit back and enjoy the ride
I hated that answer
But attempted to learn
Oversized billboards beckon
As I cruise down the road
Weekends gallivanting alone
Singing shamelessly off key.
My mom prays I meet someone
Friends ask if I’m seeing anyone
The man I loved teases for stories
But I’m content with single.
Being on my own tastes like
Sweet espresso on a Sunday morning
Basking under the sun on grass
Looks like a night out at the movies
My pickiness frustrates me
Evenings with respectable men
Followed up with polite declines
I know what I don’t want
Maybe I can go on without a partner
Sure I love writing about love
But to live with one
Surely not a necessary path to cross?
I don’t know what I’m missing
But days off open to my own devices
Meals shared with books
Days loving friends and my cat—
I’m here to debate loneliness
Decades of hating the person in the mirror
Finally I appreciate her company
Let’s chase grandiose dreams.