The rain dances across
the windows
Hair in face,
unknowing what will
happen
As you look out,
the window
fogs up
Hold your breath
I remember where
you sat
When I awoke
I was walking in a field
holding only a piece of
paper
On it, it said,
“Will you miss me?”
7-21-19
Feb 1, 2020
Feb 1, 2020 at 12:43 AM UTC
The rain dances across
the windows
Hair in face,
unknowing what will
happen
As you look out,
the window
fogs up
Hold your breath
I remember where
you sat
When I awoke
I was walking in a field
holding only a piece of
paper
On it, it said,
“Will you miss me?”
7-21-19
The aftermath of a horrible road trip with people I didn't know.