three years ago the pitter patter of rain was a common experience outside the door
now the sun shines but it still feels like the rain was better
i'm stuck in the past and i know nothing can last
but i still wish for those days even if the clouds swarmed and we drowned in the downpour
see, now there's no rain, no clouds, no wind...
nothing
but though the sun beats down on me and on you
it doesn't matter because we're not in it together
and i know we'll both find a different umbrella
and sometimes i know that that's for the better
because the old one is tattered and worn
but still, the old one is broken in and familiar and we've been using it for years
but there's nothing we can do but enjoy the sun while it lasts
so i guess i'll just have to erase it from my mind
and put the umbrella away
and forget about those year old chronic storms that we so deeply loved
YOU ARE READING
breathing. {POETRY}
Poetrythis will be a collection of poetry written by me. the title is "breathing." because these poems are about life. the ups and downs, the highs and lows. the good and the bad.
