I woke up last night
From a dream that seemed crystal clear
And it's making my head feel tight
I know that you are gone now
And I know that I am just hoping
But one day I will once again see you
That thought is my only way of coping
The leaves are coming back now
Not like the winter was harsh
And I wish I could say everyone's adjusted
But we're all stuck in some mud infested marsh
My new job is a living disaster
God the people here are insane
And I'm starting to miss our old Hawkins
Which is now anything but mundane
El seems so much older
And I'm worried she's had to grow up too soon
Will is awfully quiet
And Jonathan may as well be on the moon
Murray is kind of my friend now
He's ringing my phone off the wall
And for God's sake I know that he means well
But I might scream if I get one more call
And I'm sick of selling encyclopedias
And I'm stuck at home all day
I've fooled people into thinking
That everything's fine and I'm okay
But I don't know who I am kidding'
I think about you
Dusk 'til dawn
You know I used to think I was organized
But now everything is a mess
And I feel so strange and so different
God
The other day I even wore a dress
This new life is hardly for me Hop
And it's already 1986
Sometimes I feel like I'm ancient
Gosh let's throw that one too in the mix
And I always feel exhausted
But I can hardly ever fall asleep
And I want to murder my alarm clock
That goddamn annoying little beep
The other day somebody asked me
Where my house was
And I gave my Hawkins address
See Hop, I'm falling to pieces
This California sh*t is a mess
El came into my bedroom
And we talked and she called me 'Mom'
And as happy I was to hear that
It should of been her calling you 'Dad'
I've always overthought things
Always doubted every word I say
And it's only gotten worse since
I lost you
And gosh
It's not even May
Time slows down when you're not here
To pass the hours with me
And I know that this sounds kinda cheesy
But to be honest
I'm really lonely
You were my only real friend Hop
And now I'm back to square one
And my chance at a fresh start is none
Because there is no future without you
No way
Am I leaving you behind
And this is what we are left with
Not what I expected at all
But then
I didn't expect my son to go missing
And then
Be found in the fr*king Upside Down
I didn't expect any of '83
or '84 and most certainly not '85
And now it's 1986
And
I'm struggling to survive
Yours Truly,
Joyce
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PoetryCHARACTERS ARE CREATED BY THE DUFFER BROTHERS AND NETFLIX AND I DO NOT CLAIM TO OWN ANY OF THESE CHARCTERS A Jopper fanfic/fanpoetry set after the events of Stranger Things Season 3. It is a series of letters/poems that Joyce writes to Hopper in his...