rain

i’m alone again now,
because you’re in your room
not walking me home.

the clouds reflect my eyes,
stormy, grey, and a little bit sad.
they hang low,
swollen, rain, bursting
with pent up rain.

if the clouds felt the emotions i do
they would smother the earth with
black humidity.

it’s a long walk,
and i’m only halfway there,
but you’re
double the distance
and i don’t think that you’ll ever
come to walk me home.

i think it could rain on me tonight.

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