the rain is falling outside
(and inside as well for that matter)
you're a 100 miles away
too far to hear me scream
so i'll sit quiet

i'm void of thoughts
because they all tend to circle back to
you anyway and right now
that would surely kill me
as did your leaving
and the look on your face
in your eyes
the way you didn't touch me one last time
(why couldn't you touch me
one last time...)
but nevermind.

because this isn't about you.
(i can't let it be about you this time)
it's about me
and longing and need and goodbyes
and being lost yet never found.

it's about losing and losing and losing
(so long now i've forgotten how to win)
and about loneliness and shallow breaths
and emptiness
it's about lack of one last loving embrace
and the air that allowed for it
(goes on allowing for it...even then..even now...)

mostly though
it's about the rain that's falling outside
(and inside as well for that matter)
and not screaming for you from a 100 miles
away.

10/12/2002

Posted on 10/13/2002
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