Mourning

[obtrectation]

It's amazing that I tend to find so much beauty in the arms of misery. Driving home tonight was an experience. The streets are so quiet. The city is so peaceful. The rain seems solumn, like a sad sky showing a wealth of sympathy for my plight. Funny how the human mind reads into things. Funny how when one thought consumes your mind, you can see it in everything around you. Her face in the sky, her smile reflected from the street light in a puddle. Our memories enraptured in this perfect moment, translated from the transient world surrounding to the binary of my mind and heart.

I wish she were here with me now to share this beauty.

I wonder if she is awake to witness it on her own.

I wonder if she shares my thoughts now at this very moment.

I wonder if she even cares.

I may never know.