Obvious.

We'd sang, loudly and out of tune,
Hear our laughs,
Even in the rain.
Remember?
Excitement buzzed through our veins.

I miss it.

Because that's still me.
Everyone pretends,
Longs to be somewhere else,
Only if we could stay where we were comfortable, forever.
Never. Not once.
Grimacing, I try to move on.

I smile,
Sometimes.

Now,
Obeying social code, I'm
Tired of the

Hoping,
Enigmatic smiles,
Random jokes and
Empty feelings.