Cold and Slow


The clouds grew darker
the closer I got to you
I’m not sure if it was the first drop
or the next one
that invited the storm to follow me home
but I couldn’t escape
the cold and slow rain
as its torture
pounded my thoughts

why
please tell me why

I turn the wipers on
yet life was still unclear
and I wonder
if I can find my way to happiness . . . the rains grew heavier
the closer I got to you

I decided to pull over
for a moment
hoping that time
would ease the rainfall
and I could safely continue on
maybe I can still make it to you

why
please tell me why

I toy with the thought of calling you
to let you know
where I am
what I’m doing
but I can’t
it’s easier to just listen to the rain
pound my thoughts
as I wait
knowing I was far from you

please tell me why

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Always a beautiful write Mig..