I Left A Lot Of Messages - 06/20/10

Rain drops.
Rain drops on
The Rose City streets
In June,
In what should be
Summer
My summer,
The summer
That was finally
Going to be
Good.

And it is,
The people
And the laughter
And the normal
Teenagers.
Parties,
Just like anyone else would.
But
It’s not quite there.

I should’ve called
Earlier
So that I could’ve talked to you.
Something’s different.
You’re not here.
And I can feel it.
Pit of my stomach
Kind of
“Feel it.”

The faded sharpie
On my arm
With a fish
After the word
“LOVE”’
And the sand
And the sea
And the little boat
Reminds me of you;
You looked at it,
And told me you loved me,
Too.
And I smile,
And cry a bit.

Because
You
Are
So
Far
Away.