storms remind me of you

three years ago the pitter patter of rain was a common experience outside the door

now the sun shines but it still feels like the rain was better

i'm stuck in the past and i know nothing can last

but i still wish for those days even if the clouds swarmed and we drowned in the downpour

see, now there's no rain, no clouds, no wind...

nothing

but though the sun beats down on me and on you

it doesn't matter because we're not in it together

and i know we'll both find a different umbrella

and sometimes i know that that's for the better

because the old one is tattered and worn

but still, the old one is broken in and familiar and we've been using it for years

but there's nothing we can do but enjoy the sun while it lasts

so i guess i'll just have to erase it from my mind

and put the umbrella away

and forget about those year old chronic storms that we so deeply loved