Why You? — Summary

Jaden HeschtRomantic

I sometimes ask myself why you? Why do I feel these emotions are true? My mind retraces it's steps To the start of everything and I remember why I know it's you

On this path we've both walked What's felt like mile, has only been a few feet What were blank faces, trapped in blank spaces Are now colorful caricatures, discovering new places Just two souls talking Getting lost In the path they're walking

Once there was a desert, With just another lonely soul They'd wander every day, Parched and broken There appeared a river The river deep and full of love The soul soon dived in And washed away all the pain within

The river is your eyes Deep and full of refreshing truth Beautiful, blue , and perfect to look into The desert was like my soul It was barren and nothing grew There was nothing to look forward to The soul was my heart Forever alone But all of that was before I met you

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Hescht's poem is a love poem about how one person's arrival changed the speaker's sense of being alone. It begins with a question, "why you?", and the speaker answers by looking back over the relationship from its start. Two people who once seemed like "blank faces" have become "colorful caricatures," and a short stretch of walking together has somehow felt like miles.

The center of the poem is one extended image. The speaker compares their own heart to a desert: barren, lonely, with nothing growing and nothing to look forward to. The other person is the river, and their blue eyes are described as deep and full of "refreshing truth." Diving in washes away the pain. The speaker feels relief and gratitude, and the ending states it plainly: everything was bleak "before I met you." The mood is warm, sincere, and hopeful, with a simple, heartfelt tone that makes the emotion feel honest rather than polished.

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