Rain

I remember the rain.

The way it slowly rolled off your nose.

I remember how I shivered as you said goodbye.

The drops of water mixed with my tears.

Salt and water mixed into one.

You drove off without even a wave.

How I longed for your arms to be around me.

And the taste of your sweet lips.

I stood there, in the rain.

It seemed to be an eternity.

I watched the empty road.

Maybe you’ll be back?

Back for one more hug, maybe?

Somehow deep inside I knew it was the end.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this one evening after having recently seen Casablanca and Castaway.  It is basically a combination of both.

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