Elucidating Questions

But no one has ever come for me

I mutter under my breath

Because it’s true

And the thought that someone could is beat down by

All the times that it was proven wrong

How many lonely nights ended in lonely mornings which ended in lonely nights

One time I believed that someone would come for me

And in the bypassing of those around me I know that isn’t true anymore

I am merely something you see that disappears when gone

No object permanence?

No that’s the impermanence of a person

The disappearing when they’re out of your eyes there is nothing to catch the disappearance

When no one is coming for me

I don’t have to worry

That someone will come for me

After all I must like being alone

It’s all I ever am