Not Really Alone

There is something to love about the sweet simplicity of being alone.
Nobody to please or be perfect for,
or to have to share my pillows and popcorn with.
The only lesson I have learned lately is that the lust from strangers,
can not cure loneliness.
But with you, I never feel lonely.
And our playful words become secrets to me,
that mean more than lies like “love” and “always” ever have.
With you, the world stops and no other man exists.
I don’t mind being by myself without you.
Until it’s our time.
I will wait.
I’d wait a thousand birthdays just to hear your voice.