A Hundred Rainy Nights


We fought again tonight
The same fight we always have
And I’m sitting here
Listening to the rain outside my window
The wind rustling the leaves
I’m going through an internal monologue
Of all the things I want to say to you
All the things I have said
But I don’t think they make a difference anymore
I don’t know if they ever did

I look out the window
At everything wet with the droplets of water
Pouring down from the gray sky
Like the gentle tears that are falling from my eyes

Focusing on the dim outline of trees
All I can do is wonder
What my life will be like without you
I used to believe I could change the future
Now I realize I can’t
And I’m not as distraught as I once was about it all
There’s just a dull, faint ache in my heart
And a numbness in my bones
Because I know I have to go on alone
All the dreams I had for us will disappear, be replaced
Someone else will fill the void you left
And the rain will wash away the memory of us
A little more each time
Maybe it will wash away the pain you left behind


© Nicole Whaley 2003