That ache just won't quit,
the one that says there is no one else
the one that calls to you at night
the one that wakes up every day
curled up next to you.

But I am planning my escape,
to places unknown
to breathe the air of
exotic young men who
desire me beyond measure.

And then there will be no more ache,
just numbness,
and the broken hearts
I have left behind
because mine is still with you.