you long for the big smiles
but are faced with cold shouldersÂ
you long for the butterflies to swirl your stomach
things don’t work as plannedÂ
and, you are settled with fallen leavesÂ
and, as the sun risesÂ
and fallsÂ
you start to forget the small things in lifeÂ
from saturday family reunionsÂ
and each moment of uncontrollable laughterÂ
to the sun tickling your cheeksÂ
and soothing teaÂ
while hearing the birds chirp on repeatÂ
these are what crafts that safe feelingÂ
but even with all the little safety pinsÂ
you ignore everythingÂ
because that one thing that is everything to youÂ
is lostÂ
the time starts to consume youÂ
but you won’t let itÂ
something is different this timeÂ
you start to bring up the jokes that are so bad that they are actually funny
you start to notice the color of fallen leavesÂ
and the unpredictable way the sun melts into the skylineÂ
you long for nothing more than for things to return to normalÂ
you want it so badÂ
but the moments passÂ
and you get caught up in life’s unfair qualities that you forget to look around you—
everything you longed for was here all alongÂ