5.20.23

the things i do for luv, i woke up with sadness in my eyes so i let the sleep live there for a little a while longer, i heard someone outside say "it's raining" and another say "yes", then i walked thru the rain alone and sent music to my luver, and i thought of want, want which "cut a path thru me" and someone beautiful ran past me, her pink hair wet in the rain, running for the train, and then i thought of the boy i love, who must know i love him, and i stood still in the rain with it pouring down on me, holding onto the memory of the quality of his attention, and driving together, at home in the silence over and under bridges, only music and silence btwn us, reaching for more but also less, never quite enough