Sunday
I’m strong, confident
I face everything head on
City is still
City is perfect

Monday
I meet a handsome smile
I blush
I crush
City sun rises, clear in the morning, foggy by midday
Forecast already in disarray

Tuesday
I start to remember what Love feels like
City shares clear bright sunny sky
City heats sidewalks and warms the lake

Wednesday
I drown in my sheets from heart ache
City cloudy, rainy, chilly

Thursday
I lash out
Shouting to the top of my lungs
City windy, thunderous clouds, roof top shingles and street signs fallen down

Friday
I toughen up to face a new day
Straight faced
City cold, bitter, with a touch of sleet and snow on window panes

Saturday
I ease up
I let my frown relax to a smile
City cool, breeze, clear sky

Next week’s forecast?
Please re-read