Be Alone

I am not a desperate woman--
That trope's tired and it's dead
But I've scrabbled at the ledge trying to hang on
The breadcrumb trails still catch me
Sugar-spun words out the lips
While the eyes tell me it's over and it's gone

I heard about the other woman
Comparison that thief of joy
But I seem insufficient on my own
Didn't take someone's new love to see
I'd never be enough:
Choice was me, and he would rather be alone

Now I liked the door in limbo
Shut but with a crack of light
Thinking it might creak on open with a nudge
It was a slam and not a click
The way he went and closed it
With my hand still poised up where I meant to knock

I heard about the other woman
Comparison that thief of joy
But I seem insufficient on my own
Didn't take someone's new love to see
I'd never be enough:
Choice was me, and he would rather be alone

On my own, and he'd rather be alone
Don't you touch the phone--you know he'd rather be alone
On my own, I realize I've always known:
He would rather be alone
Lying with him I was alone
Lying to him I was alone
I guess he had always known