I Turn On The Lights But The Room Stays Dark

This is a poem. But since I can not write it is a poem without words. I live alone for the first time in a very long while, and it feels like there is something missing now. As I returned from work today I stood in the doorway hesitated for a while, but with nowhere else to go I eventually had to go in. I hesitated because I realized that no one would greet me when I entered, no one would give me a hug and no one would be there to even say a single word.