It’s a rainy day here in southeast Pennsylvania. It’s my day off and for whatever reason, I decided to peruse my old notebooks. Remember when you were young and love seemed as serious as a heart attack? Well, I found a poem I wrote when, just after graduation from high school, I got dumped by a boy I thought I loved.
The dull thudding rain falls softly
As another grey day goes by
I am drowning in misery
And wondering once again, why?
An umbrella shelters the walkers
As they trudge along the street
And I stare out my window, alone and desperate
The kettle whistles on the stove
But I just let it shriek
I’m too far gone, I can’t move
My limbs are growing weak
The empty bottle hits the floor
As I open my slackened hand
And I wonder once again
Why I loved that man