Union

Springtime is a time to be happy and I'm just not it

although the frigid emptiness of winter

has gone away

and the brown gray of the scenery

has changed into something more resplendent

though I feel the comforting breeze of Spring

all around me

I am feeling what I am sure that no one else does

when I see union simply everywhere

I hear it in the trees

and I feel it in that breeze

and it beats me down

and weighs on my heart

and forces me to question myself

why has this eluded me?

I ask

why have I have been kept so solitary

and I further hope that this is not meant to be

devoid of love, so devoid of life

I keep hoping that this is not meant

for me