So little

The cold has returned,
So little to say.
You know colds.

The girls have gone.
Home in a week.
So little to say.
You know breakups.
You know empty houses.

Today I will say little
here
and write more
there,
old style
in a journal.

I will write down
everything I know
to be true.
So little?
I will find out.
You know true.