As the sky darkens
I open my arms
to you
ushering you to
come after.
but ALAS!
you, are no longer here.

The only thing
that comes
to embrace me
is this frigid,
teasing breeze.

this breeze,
It shakes me to the bone
rips away my hope and desires
and tries to make me kneel
in agony and
wail in
pain.

it brings with it
sickness ,
darkness,
madness,
emptiness,
endless,
thunder and rain

but most importantly
it bears the memory
of your anger
logic
remorse
and planned revenge

and the rain...
well, darling,
it is frigid too.

but at least
I remember your
tears.
Your innocent,
holy,
and once warm
tears.

Darling, I try not to let a single drop
ever reach the ground.
I am outside
hands cupped.

But Darling,
your pain is so vast.
and Oh!
this small rainfall
has turned into flood
overwhelming
too vast for the well in my hands.

I let it pour,
hands outstretched
your tears mixing with my own
and I connect
with you once more
through this perverse ritual