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A Stormy Night
The parking lot's the same
The shadows and the lights
Especially the lights as the rain falls
One sees the rain falling way up there
But down here, out of the light only feel it.
You would have liked the movie, Ithink
We would have had a lot to talk about at least
Maybe been a bit freaked out by it
A even a bit disappointed perhaps
But we would have seen it together as usual.
The sky lights up with the clouds' brilliance
Now a low rumble, less soothing than a purr
The clouds flash their fury as the car starts up
The rain drizzles lightly on the glass
And i can't help but feel i've betrayed you
I drive through the lot, the only noise the rain
The sky lights again with its plasma fork
The rain now more insistent upon the roof
I find the exit, as thoughts from the past find me
Serendipity, Life as a House, and a man named Sam
This road is the same it's always been, Iknow
The rain's shine on the ground adding its reflection
To the already bright lights from above.
We've always hated this intersection, I think,
But I do recall Boston Market and that one particular night.
The rain pounds harder and the lightning flashes
I imagine a great beast's roar echoing down the road
I'm without my phone for once and so cannot call you
You're far away and so am I--I should not be here
But I drive anyway, alone in the dark and rain.
I think of you and all those nights we shared
The talks, the movies and laughter and tv
I remember we might have shared more had life allowed
But we both had assumptions and our own plans.
I know you're happy now... and now my drive is done.
...I sit here alone typing at a computer screen
I know you'll never read these words I write myself
It's been more than half a year and we're still apart
At best convenience it will soon be ten, or more
I miss you terribly, I wish you were here.
You were always good for my heart.
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