As I took care of the discharge procedures
m y s e l f,
hopping around glamorously
in my sweatpants and a casted leg,
it felt like I was the loneliest person
in this world.
At twenty four, suddenly,
I felt homesick.
I wanted mum to smile down at me,
dad to lift me on his shoulders
and Raven sneakily beat me in
rock, paper, scissors
just to carry my things since I 'lost.'
But then, there came you
running in,
handsome in that loosened tie and suit
a bouquet of almost wilted white roses in your hand
and a look of urgent desperation in your eyes
lips asking if Artis Hart was still there.
And unknowingly Ethan,
you seemed to scream
right at my face that
I wasn't that alone.
Well, not whenyou're around.