Yearning

As the years go on you learn

That many people you want will not want you

That this not wanting doesn’t have the decency to be active

More an absence of thought

When all we can do

Is sing your name in our head

All day

As the punches add up you learn

That things can get worse

That there are no guarantees

Of lighter days to come

That there will be times where

The smallest of things

Will make you weep, slumped against the wall of a stranger’s bathroom

As the days turn into weeks blur into years you learn

That loneliness is palpable and tangible and that

Nobody actually cares to speak of it

Lest it consume them too

As the silence rings out clear in the night you learn

That your words are not enough

Were never enough, perhaps

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