It's good to have someone in the bed.
That warmth, that company
in the dark,
drifting along in the boat of darkness.
It's good to have someone in the house.
Someone whose personality
you fit into,
who fits into yours,
deeply, and/or close enough.
Never give up
on the beauty of solitude,
but be grateful for the company
of the one who is there,
with whom
you take a walk,
watch a movie,
sit together
reading books,
have a talk,
mundane or deep.
Some people choose
to live alone,
some people have to.
I wish them well.
Either way
has its challenges,
that's for sure.
But if you have found
someone, and you are
in the bed together,
in the house together,
that is an amazing
circumstance. Someone
you come home to,
who comes home to you,
and there you are.