Company On Rainy Days
their faces, their laughs, the echoes of our past
never leave
they hide beneath the cover of everyday life,
waiting for that moment
when the mood drops
and the days turn wet and gloomy.
they appear again,
just outside my line of sight,
whispering memories
of everything we ever did together.
my mind tells me they’re gone
to let go,
to move on.
i tell you,
i tell myself:
until the day we’re reunited,
i’ll wait.
i’ll hold onto every memory.
for you, my brother,
i’ll visit the place you lay.
for you, whose name i dare not mention,
i’ll wish you the best
with whatever’s left
of the heart you ripped out of my chest.
i’ve loved.
i’ve lost.
i’ve mourned.
now,
i face the shadows of the past,
still wishing
those days weren’t our last.
and on nights when my mind won’t sleep,
you all return
to remind me,
you’ll never let me rest,
and maybe
i don’t want you to.
Copyright © Robert Moran | Year Posted 2025
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