Dedicated to all of you who have ever had a blue and rainy friend float your way.
Sometimes a blue, rainy feeling will mosey in
He’ll take a seat next to you and rest his head on your
shoulder
like an old friend would.
And his presence next to you
brings pain and relief
like when you realize the fears you had were true
and you exhale,
I thought so...
He's like that,
And he understands that you've been trying
for too long to be strong.
So you cry
and he cries
And for a moment,
It feels nice to cry
Right, to cry
But then the crying never stops
And his head never leaves your shoulder
all the while, your blouse is practically see-through
from all the tears that have been cried -
your head aches a bit
and your nose wants to copy your eyes
And you wonder,
Will it always be like this?
Surely I’m all out of tears…
Yet, still more come
And it’s impossible to see anything
through eyes made weepy and bleary
and puffy by all of the tears that passed them by
You’ve lost so much already
and you know you have to lose him too -
Your dear, rainy companion
Because while the both of you kept crying,
the world kept going.
And though your world stopped
no one else’s followed suit.
So for this moment, though bittersweet,
it's time to let go of another friend,
because rain was never meant to stay -
even Noah saw a rainbow's bend.
- A