Theme: Memories

Clear as Rain

Drizzly day, on the terrace a damp dog, wants to come in, no can
do doggie, but I let the cur into the shed where it curled up on an
old carpet and looked at me with soft brown eyes full of gratitude. 
I remembered times gone by, on a drizzly day, when I walked past
the railways station’s restaurant I saw her sitting there talking to
her brother. I hadn’t seen her for six months I think, and thought
I was over her by now, I took a step back, but her brother saw me
and grinned maliciously; before she saw me I hurried away didn’t
want her to see me like a clammy canine looking for compassion.

Since she left I had been drinking too much and lost my job, it was
like nothing mattered and I was enveloped by a miasma of sorrow.
At the station I bought a paper, and just stood there, hoping to see
her again...I did. Saw her walk to the train, lovely as ever she was,
soft brown eyes that didn’t look my way. Her brother saw me and
whispered something to her, but she did not turn her head to look
and see me. I knew it was over, finale, what an utter fool I had been.
 

01-Jun-2011

More By  :  Jan Oscar Hansen

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