For there to be joy
I need something to look forward to
otherwise what is the point?
I love that feeling of excitement,
when I realize I will see you
It’s the best feeling in the world
Like soon, all my problems will undo
In history, I thought of you
Again, riding home
Then right as I returned,
I called your name
You were not there
That's when the worry came
He told me to sit down
That something bad had happened
I could tell by the look in his eyes
I could tell by the dread in my chest
I couldn’t breath
I ran to rest.
I cried for you
I wept for hours
Still, you were not there
Months later, still I cried
But every time I came back home
You were not there
There was no more joy
Everything felt bare
-A.G
