Accepting Lonely

The heart broken is still a heart.

The heart broken is still a heart.

Tonight I feel

lonely

tired

and

full of fear

fear of the what if’s

and

the how comes.

I have to take my mind

to free myself

by accepting that tonight

I feel lonely.

Nothing more

and

nothing less

I cuddle lonely

not to change

it

but to simply

see

and

accept.