When it rains, it pours

A memory that wasn’t so long ago,

The way it rained and poured on my soul.

I thought I’d never recover,

The dark clouds would constantly follow.

The flowers wilted, they didn’t last long.

The way it rained, grey skies just held on.

I looked up one day and I just said ‘stop’,

Enough of this, I need to move on.

A brief ray of sunshine made its way through the clouds,

Finally, I can start looking around.

I took out all the weeds, I got on my knees.

I’ll build this garden again, I do believe.

Within a few days, the sun soaked the rain.

The soil was ready, let’s start filling space.

With yellow I painted, a smile of tulips.

With red I cautioned, thorns of roses.

Before I knew it, I was surrounded by flowers,

Each one, more beautiful than the other.

A visitor one day, came to admire.

The hard work put in, his longing desire.

He offered his help, just in the garden.

How could I say no?

A story unravelled.

Unrequited

They’re empty,

The words you speak.

I miss you, you’re all I need.

I love you, I wish you were here.

How many times will that be said,

Until you pick up and leave?

Do you love me? Do you really?

Or is this but words?

I wish I knew, truly.

You breathe and I lose myself

You breathe and I aspire to be the motivating force.

I dreamt about you last night.

It was a restless dream, the kind where you just know,

Better open your eyes and get it over with.

Perhaps there are worries, deep within me,

Things we do not talk about.

I aspire to be the one who says,

I have it all figured out.

Instead, you breathe and I consume myself.

A toxic kind of air.

The breath of fresh air?

You might not find it around here.

We are not the same, my love.

A perfect match, I would say no.

Is anyone? I long to know.

You breathe and I sigh it out,

What are we doing here?

Actions not taken, words left unsaid.

You breathe and I need you.

Stop letting me hang on by a thread.

A California king bed and I’m alone.

Your absence, I know it all too well.