why ???

i've walked up the hill to only find a lonely tree. no, i didn't laugh.
on the way up the hill i stepped on rocks and grass and shouted my life story at the top of my lungs. i shared with the sky and whoever was listening the words i'd written, the thoughts i'd thought, the things i'd done. running the few last steps of the hill, when all the horizon came into my view, i became disappointed. i wasn't expecting to see an unbroken horizon. i was expecting to see the silhouette of someone else.

although i don't want to expect there to be another hill, i plan to tackle it in silence and leave my book closed. this way, i won't expect someone to meet me at the top.