Author's Note: "It all ends."

Yesterday

Tears fall down my cheeks

The memories of a better yesterday

are the memories that haunt my dreams.

A better yesterday, when I was not hurt.

A better yesterday, where my laugh replaced my sorrow.

I feel no use in thinking about tomorrow.

I feel there's no hope in it.

I feel alone,

I feel you're gone.

I thought you'd be here,

but you are not.

I wanted to write a happy poem

That's what I've tried to do.

Yet now that I sit to write

I can't help but think of you.