Where did everybody go?
I thought
being there for you
meant,
you would be there for me.
All the hard days,
all the long nights,
your days of strife with friends in sight
surely would teach
our communal might,
I thought,
things were going well for you now.
At least,
well enough to exist around me
when I am far from best,
to share some pain
so I can rest,
and bring some laughs
to fill my chest,
I thought,
everything was going different ways
than the ground where it landed,
now I give myself
the love I gave to you
because I refuse
to be stranded.