Walking Through her Silhouettes

Bernice Cheo

`Independent

`Nostalgic

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Rain

Rain

It's Raining now...
Cold, dark, misty and wet...

I'll never forget...
How i felt
Standing in the cold rain alone...

Fear
Anxiety
Depressed
Lonely

When you turned your back...
And said its over...

Your words,
Were neither sweet nor kind
They were bitter and cruel

Not even a final glance
You started walking away
Leaving me alone
Slowly disappearing from my sight
Into the cold misty rain...


A year had passed without a trace...

Raining heavily,
I sat at the bustop
Waiting for the rain to stop...

I saw somebody running towards my direction in the heavy rain
It was you...

You came running to me
Wet and soaked...

Standing just before me,
Your eyes filled with guilt

You held my hands gently
And said you were sorry
With the greatest sincerity in your voice...

I hated you...
I hated you for causing me so much grief and sorrows...

But then,
I hated myself more...
For loving you...

Love,
Bernice [jus me...]