Thursday Night Storm
It was a stormy Thursday night, i thought cosme was out of the country yet outside, it’s gloomy. The sky is dark with the promise of an impending
storm. The wind is starting to gather strength. It’s so quiet except
for the creaking sound on the windowpane as the wind tries to force its
way inside the room.
I divert my attention to the TV. Damn that cable! The reception is so bad I can’t make out anything on the tube.
I turn it off and look out again. I tried to keep my thoughts from
going to her but it’s not going to happen today. I miss her so bad. How
long has it been since we broke up? A month? More?
This room that used to be filled with her laughter is now so empty.
It’s as if she was never here at all. I feel so cold and so alone.
The rain starts to fall. On any other given day I would welcome
the downpour. It would be a good excuse to sit by the window and
cuddle. Now that she’s gone, the rain makes the pain even worse.
I have never known so much heartache.
I
feel so hollow and so devoid of anything. Anguish consumes me.
How can something so good hurts a lot? She was the essence of my life, the core of my being.
I watched the wave crash angrily on the rock. I wonder what it feels like to be that rock. I wonder if I’ll feel any pain.
But all i can do sit and shut my mouth
