November
Drenched in cruel
drops of water.
Rain.
I just wanted to talk
to him.
And calling seemed
so cold, like the weather.
When he was right there,
in the parking lot.
He said I looked like
Marie's cat, sitting outside
in a downpour, afraid to come
inside.
Tired of this month
already.
Why must everything
be so hard?
Day 12: truth
November 15, 2016
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