Rainy Days

one of my friends has had their heart stolen...again, and young love is quite nostalgic to witness even though we're the same age group. Now I feel old...

I never asked, I never spoke,
I already knew before you wrote.
A quiet word from someone's hand,
Enough to break what I had planned

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You saw me only as a friend,
And in that truth, my hopes would bend.
So I lost myself in busy days,
In crowded hours, with familiar haze.  

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But still, when evening settles in, 

Your memory always seems to win. 

It sneaks between the tasks I do, 

And every road still leads to you.

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I think of that one rainy day, 

We shared an umbrella, made our way. 

Your laughter soft, your shoulder warm, 

In that small space, we kept the storm. 

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You fell asleep against my side, 

A moment where the world felt right. 

I held my breath and dared to dream, 

That maybe I'd meant more to you 

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But now, the rain returns once more, 

And I see you as you were before. 

This time, with someone else beside, 

Another there to match your stride. 

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I stand apart, just watching now, 

No words to speak, no need to bow. 

The ache’s familiar, soft and slow,

A quiet grief I’ve come to know. 

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I walk away, resigned, aware-- 

The past was ours, but never fair. 

That umbrella, that fleeting chance, 

Just memories in faded dance.

Author's Note

I uh, still don't know how to make the em dash not change. Imagine the double hyphen as an em dash.