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It had been raining for more
than a week, so much rain it
made everyday seemed so
restless and gloomy. She called
and said she was coming up. It
was the third time she came up
to see me that week. I carried
her excuse of why she came all
the way here and went to meet
her at the nearby seven-eleven.
She was standing there alone,
carrying her red umbrella. Her
friend had dropped her off. It
was raining and she was
shivering. She looked weak and
fragile in the harsh rain, wearing
not enough to keep her warm.
I walked up to her and said, "You
shouldn't come see me
anymore," and stuff like how we
shouldn't be together.
She said, "I miss you."
I told her coldly, "Lets go, I'll take
you home."
She did not open up her
umbrella, I knew she wanted to
share mine.
I said, "Open up your umbrella,
let's go."
Unwillingly, She opened up her
umbrella and walked with me to
the car. She said she hadn't eat
lunch or dinner and asked if we
could stop at some place to eat.
Right away I answered with a
stoned heart, "No!"
Disappointed, she asked me to
take her to the train station, she
said she would take the train
back home.
Maybe it was the rain, all the
trains were full of people with
umbrellas and suit cases who
were eager to get home, not
caring about who just passed by.
We waited and waited, she
looked at me innocently. Being
together for so long, of course I
knew what she meant. I
understand how she must have
felt when she came all the way
here in this kind of weather and
I treated her like this. With her
soft eyes staring at me, I felt guilt
and wanted to let her stay for the
night.
But reality struck again, I said to
her coldly, "Let's go try the other
train station."
We were living in the same
apartment building, on the same
floor. Back then there were four
of us, and we got along well. We
would always eat dinner
together, watch movies, and
sometimes go camping. We were
more like a family, but I didn't
know I would end up falling in
love with...
10 Comments:
Nyc one!
18.06.2012 01:15 EDT,
good poem i like this *-*...!
17.09.2011 22:17 EDT,
good poem i like this http://a.in.heart.peperonity.net/
17.09.2011 20:40 EDT,
Nice post
16.09.2011 10:55 EDT,


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