Tuesday, May 11, 2010

when the night meets the morning sun

Rainiest of Mays and I'm walking home in the rain, again, and the wind is so strong it pushes my umbrella inside out and my bags are so heavy I have to stop four times to shift their weight and rest my hands, all the while juggling an umbrella that won't right itself, and I walked these same streets drunk and in the fog just days ago, and everything seemed different back then because right now I'm crying and I don't know why and all I want is for the sun to come back and for it to feel like real May again and all I want is to hear real words and to be hugged at the end of it all.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well...like we say around my neck of the woods. "It could be worse...it could be snowing."

But then again...snow seems to make the gray skies better, doesnt it?

HeatherJ said...

I know how you feel.

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Pooja Kei said...

"and all I want is to hear real words and to be hugged at the end of it all."

a really strong line with such depth to it's meaning. the irony of it is, that's exactly what i want right now.