It’s been raining every day now since you left. Maybe it’s
the rainy season, maybe it isn’t. I want to let go, but I can’t. The rain keeps falling. I try to pretend the past isn’t important, but I can't. It was only after we said goodbye that I realized we
can’t see each other again, and I can’t just lose your smile like this. I try
to withhold the pain and the tears, and I struggle. You said you’d be with me
till we’re old and that we’d go there to find eternity. But for now, even a
hug, no, just spending a second with you will do.
Your smile, your virtues,
they constantly dance around in my mind. My hand still holds memories of the
warmth I felt while holding your hand. My heart is in pieces now, and I can’t
make it beat like it used to. I’m imprisoned by the past and have no strength
to run away.
It was only after we said goodbye . . . that I realized . .
.we can’t see each other again.