2003-01-14 19:19:18 ET
A poem I wrote for an ex long, long ago:
I lie in the field,
The raindrops falling
On my face.
The gray sky is surreal,
Each drop of rain is meaningless
They fall and fall
But I feel nothing
I am focused
On the last patch of sunlight
Shining through the clouded sky.
As I see it, I think of you.
My last bit of shining light
In the clouded skies of life.
Suddenly I want the light to stay
As much as I want you to stay
But both are slipping away from me.
I want to hold on, but I
Am helpless as both fade more and more
I do not want this...
One distinctive droplet
Warm as it trails the contour of my cheek
Not a raindrop...
Many tears fall from my eyes.
The sunlight is lost behind the clouds.
There is nothing left.
Should you slip away forever
The skies within will be a permament gray
The light never to return
The nights alone
Crying tears of pain and emptiness
I need this light...I need you.
---It's pathetic, I know, but I wrote it in eighth grade. Brings back memories.