Prose Poem 1

I realized today

with agonizing discomfort,

that i,

and lonliness,

do not get along. 

I've been accostumed with

companionship,

and since you have gone,

this is,

by far,

the worst.

My brain tells me,

that I have stuff to do.

But instead,

I sit here,

Waiting.

I wait,

as if my waiting,

will cause change.

Or maybe i refuse

to admit,

that I am infact

unmotivated. 

I hope you come back soon.