It's raining outside and
I'm covered in wool.
I put down my hot drink and
set down from where I stood.
I blow away the dust and
start opening the chest.
I went from 2013 to--
whenever the memory may lead.
The bitter coldness in me burns
from the sweetness of heat.
Now I'm wondering who I am
upon remembering who I was.
I hold it in as much as I can--
well, maybe I shouldn't--
well then maybe it's time.
It's raining outside and
I'm covered in tears.
I put down the memories and
stare up the crying sky.
I blow my running nose and
make my way for the last good bye.
