black clouds on a sunny day

 

a bus ride into town

on a sunny day

 

a black cloud

crawls its way

across the window

 

this is about me

this is about me

this is about me

 

this is not about me

 

she could be

he could be

there is no sign

how would I know

 

I glance at her

her smile

curves into uncertainty

at the corner

of her mouth

 

walking

hand in hand

to a sunny

silent room

 

outside

the black cloud

is joined by another

and another

 

the door swings open

swings shut

and we are both

alone

 

I wait

and wait

and wait

 

praying to a god

I don’t trust

or believe in

praying

 

the clouds gather

outside the window

black and foreboding

 

and I wait

and I pray

and I wait

 

the door swings open

swings shut

and we are together

 

I dare not look

into her eyes

 

the space closes

between us

 

the sun breaks

from the slate grey

and the room

is cast in light

 

her smile

curves into certainty

at the corner

of her mouth

 

it could have thundered

it could have rained

it could have ruined

a sunny day

 

and someday it might

 

but not today…