Like a dream.

started off as an writing exercise a while ago, but i finally trimmed it down and tried to fix up a few of the lines. i got really stuck with the end.

Walking through the rain

I’m thinking of you

Thinking of me

Or of what I hoped would be the case

As the rain hits my face

In the same place you used to love to kiss.

 

While I’m walking I’m looking for you

Hoping that you’re walking looking for me.

Hoping I’m not the only one

Wishing for a chance to meet again,

To exchange hellos and subtle glances,

And to talk a while as cupid dances.

Then as we’d bring our clever conversation

To an end,

Both wishing we were leaving

As something more than friends,

We’d start to walk,

Both stutter and stop,

As we’d set off together

through the dark and the weather

In the same direction.

We’d catch each other’s gaze

In a puddles reflection,

Lock eyes,

And quickly mutter a muddled objection

Before starting off again

Side by side

Fingers linked together,

Both hands holding tight,

As we disappear,

fading into the night

Like a dream.

Author's Note

i'm not taking too much pride in this one since, like i said, it only began as a writing exercise. i started to get a whole other idea near the end so had to cut if off before i had two parts of poems.