Smoking in the Rain

By evancromwell

Sun, 28 Jan 2018
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I'm writing this now so that I don't forget

That night you were so stressed

And we went to campus so you could study

Your hair was a mess and your eyes were tired

When you asked me to go out a share a cigarette

I wanted to go home and sleep

But of course I said yes

The night felt like summer even though it was early spring

For a while you shared your burden with me

And I felt as though I could help you be strong

But then the rain began to fall

And all our plans were ruined

You turned to me with tears welling up in your eyes

But instead of asking to go inside

I taught you how to smoke a cigarette in the rain

 

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Submitted by airyfairy on

Hello - I've been catching up with the poems you've posted.  Welcome to ABC Tales!

This is a touching picture of two young people just starting out, it feels, on an emotional journey.  I particularly liked the link between the rain and the tears in the eyes.  The night that felt like summer although it was early spring is a lovely detail, and I could clearly see these people, not being smooth, not necessarily getting it all right, but having a moment of connection that will stay with them, whatever happens.  Nice work.

Submitted by evancromwell on

Thanks for the support!

This is one of my personal favorite pieces of mine so I'm glad someone else could enjoy it