11.09.2008

i'm going north

I think I'm over it and then my heart drags me back to the crime scene. Happens everytime.

you call me back.
i turn and smile.
"nevermind," you say.
"oh," i pout.
i turn and begin to walk again.
it starts to rain.
i pull out my umbrella.
my feet trudge through the mud puddles.
after days of walking, the rain slows.
then stops.
i see the rainbow.
then i see you.
you smile gingerly at me.
i give you a hug.
you look to the floor.
"i just wanted to say goodbye."
my heart crashes from its ledge.
you walk away, i cry.
will you ever be back?

the rain starts up again...

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