A beautiful night in a beautiful life,
But no companion to share it with.
I have tried a million times to fill that seat.
But like the empty void in me,
It never gets filled.
Or at least remains that way.
It starts out great.
But it is always the same.
I am high off of hope.
But eventually,
I find myself wanting more.
And this is coupled with new responsibilities,
I am unable to fulfill.
I have no power to make someone else happy.
Or fill their void.
Trust me,
I have tried.
Desperately tried.
I guess wanting more comes from both sides.
How can one put in the energy into a new potential?
When the sting of the past remains present.
I guess,
I am still not ready.
<SI> Scott Izu, PhD
Copyright June 2019
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