Are you out there? I’m still here.
It's easier to leave this here
then to carry it all with me.
I told my uncle I had news;
he asked if I was engaged,
but not in an excited way-
the tone in his voice was tinted
with a selfish disappointment,
one I can't help but relate to.
It's not that I'm glad about this,
I'm just learning how to gauge
expectations and emotions;
today was a good day,
you would have asked
and I would have told you
that I'm finally ahead in classes-
9 days before the end of the school year.
I'd tell you I cleaned my room,
burned a candle and put everything
that you gave me in a box
not because I hate you,
just to remind me that sometimes
change is good, it's necessary.
I'll bring it with me when I go home,
and probably for the next few moves
cross-country, trying to find
somewhere that feels like home.
And I'll look at the letters
on the days I feel lonely,
wear your shirt when I miss you most.