380 Days Alone/Emily Buellesbach

It’s been over

Three 
     Hundred 
                And
                     Eighty
                            days

Since I’ve last been held
But not in an endearing manner

More so, I need you for a night 
Then get the fuck out of my life
Kind of gesture.

It’s been 

Y e a r s 

Since I’ve not cared
About being held again.
I don’t depend on any man
Whispering what I want to hear
In my ear, so I can trust him with my consent 
Just to wake up weighed down with
Disappointment of my foolishness 
Time and time again. I’m able
To sleep alone tonight
And the next, without
Feeling alone
Sleeping by
Myself
In my
Bed.

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Emily Buellesbach is a Communication and Media Studies major. She is also on the Dance Team and is an Opinion Columnist for SNC Times. Poetry has become Emily’s creative outlet to relieve stress and help her convey what she’s thinking. When Emily is not on campus, she is an Acro Dance teacher and works at DSW.