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