Today, I'm starting with a blue pen Starting with the date and my name Just in case I don't finish, don't reach the end of the page
And just in case I break down in tears Or feel the ache eat at my heart Or hear your voice as I write these words down Then my signature would have sufficed And the date above would be enough
What are you doing? Is my scent still on your mind? Do you wonder if I still cry at night?
You know, a group of laughing kids just passed in front of the cafe glass And for a minute, I prayed for an alternate–no, not an alternate–I prayed for another universe Actually existing, not as an alternative But as a world of its own
In that universe, we'd have kids laughing in our tiny backyard, passing through neighborhood cafes They'd be back in time, for dinner Rushing to give Mommy and Daddy kisses In exchange for our hugs
In that world, talking about babies Would be no joke, not be filled with doubts Because there, we'd have the right love The kind that began on a rainy month You'd have no one waiting for you And I'd still be the girl believing in rainy months