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