Expectancy.
The word my emotions rely on.
I expect my emotions to go back in the bottle, once not needed.
Though, nothing goes right.
At the wrong times, too.
Jokes.
A friend says they hate you, as a joke.
You laugh it off, like it's a joke, because it is.
They smile, knowing you understand.
But your inner feelings don't.
They want to tear you up, making you cry.
Tears.
Damn, how useless tears are.
Someone sees tears, and they start oh-so caring.
Truth.
You know the truth;
No one cares.
No matter how loud you shout, or how long the story is,
We still feel lonely.
Partner.
Everyone craves a partner,
While I crave a shoulder to cry on.
A person to joke with.
A person that understands and bends with expectations.
With that person, I will spend my life living with them.
Through thick and thin.
Through darkness and light.
