poem

[butterflydreaming]

Share my umbrella
You are taller than me
So I have asked you to
Help me hold it
Above our heads together
And let me walk lively
Beside you
My arm is growing tired
...
We walk with hoodies up
In the cold misery

I would rather not call
The thing that hurts me
By the name of the thing
I love

Comments

[t_hale_capital]

Very poignant. The rain, umbrella & hoodies made me remember my years in Seattle.

[butterflydreaming]

I found a notebook with a bunch of poetry from a few years ago. It's all very sad, LOL.