Pining No More

Pining No More
by Karyn Indursky
 
I pine no more
for the man
that will sweep me off
my feet.
 
I pine no more
for the man,
who can accept compliments
and on occasion give them.
 
I pine no more
for the man,
who shows up at my house
to not only interact with my son,
but also me.
 
I pine no more
for the man,
who's lips I desired
and arms I ached for
that wouldn't give me affection.
 
I pine no more
for the man,
who I yearned to
tell me he missed me
and loves me too.
 
I pine no more
for the man,
who I dreamt about
night after night.
 
I pine no more
for the man,
who captivated
most of my time.
 
I pine no more
for the man,
who can love my son
even though he's not
his biological father,
but can't love me.
 
I pine no more
for the man,
who only came over
when it was convenient.
 
I pine no more
for the man,
who could spend
a few hours
for a play date,
but couldn't take
one minute of his time
to change a diaper.
 
I pine no more
for the man,
who can't say
the word "love"
to me or written
write it.
 
I pine no more
for the man,
who isn't meant
for me.
 
Author's Notes/Comments: 
Let's just say that after someone rejects your mind, body, and soul you learn not to pine for them and move forward.
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