Emptiness

Do you process easily?
I thought about this question
Over and over. Questioning.
This quest I must get before it…
becomes a questioning.
I am a pro but nothing less.
I process the mess you leave.
Every time you leave I feel empty.
I count the fruits and even the trees.
I know you will be coming home.
But it seems so hard to process.
Figuring out this mess and…
Feeling empty.
Darkness inside when you leave.
But I expect nothing best.
Except when you arrive home.
It kills the sadness inside.
Builds a nest beside me.
I hate being lonely.

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