I fell in love in the Autumn rain. It was cold, and there was a rare lull in the downpour that had dominated the weekend. I had decided to walk go out on the porch. It was cold so we stood together to keep warm, then....
It happened, we were a couple.
We tried to forget that we were going home the next morning. We tried to forget that we lived 2o miles apart, which felt as far away as the moon, considering we both didn't drive. We just focused on
the moment
it felt like hours, and at the same time seconds. But for that amount of time, regardless of how little or much it was, things were as it should be. We felt whole.
That weekend, I fell in love with her.
Fast forward 8 months, we split.
AM I over her? Yes, I am but now every Autumn since, when it rains it all floods back.
And I love,
and hate,
The Autumn Rain
