NAO II

I wonder how she’s doing.
I wonder if she’s okay.
I wonder if she feels bad
for sending me away.

I hope she’s deep in love
with someone who understands
just what it takes to please her
in the ways I know I can.

Will we ever meet again
and would I want to see
if the woman she’s become
would still want a man like me?

I could try to forget her.
I could euthanize my heart.
I could bury these emotions
beneath the flailings of my art.

There is no clear solution,
there is no easy way.
Just left to live with loneliness
and take it day by day.