Being alone is what I want
but you are what I need.
 

I walk in the forest
with a barely welcome
absence beside me.
 

I arrive at school
and sit without a peep
while noticing no supplies
neighboring me.
 

I don’t go home
when the bell rings.
I put on my music
and go back to the forest.
To our place.
 

You can’t understand how I feel.
You can’t even see how I act.
 

I stay in the forest a lot,
Music off.
Silence now surrounding me.
I imagine where we used to walk.
The things we used to talk about.
Plans for the future that made us
feel alive.
 

But now you’re gone.
Six feet in the ground.
Far away from me
and our forest.
 

Our plans wasted.
Words that didn't mean a thing.
Memories left in an empty
shell because my soul has
gone with you.
 

You weren't alone.
You had a place to be.
In our forest
and, more importantly,
next to me.