It was raining the day you left.
The day you walked out of my life,
forever.
I can remember every detail,
how the puddles reflected
the churning grey sky.
How the breeze kept caressing me
with the scent of your perfume.
I can still remember every word you said.
How you accused me of being cold,
of not sharing my emotions,
of never letting you it.
All I could say was
"Please don't go.",
but you left anyway.
Still, every detail is fresh in my mind.
The challenging look on your face
as you waited for something more from me.
My invisible struggle to find the words
to show you how I felt.
Your slight hesitation before you turned from me
that final time.
How I stood in the rain for hours after you left.
And all I can say,
is that the rain
hid my tears.