in the misty rain
escaping from
the words and deeds
that had her swimming
upstream
the wind gently combed
through her hair
as if it were trying hard
to calm her down
she was crying again
and even though
everyone was ok
and even though
it was all talked out
she still was
stirred up
by the stupidest things
the accent of a stranger
that sounded so much
like his voice
the colour of a shirt
that she knew he had
in his closet
the smell of a tree
that reminded her
of his hygiene
neat and square
calm and strong
and clean
not at all like her
she walked slowly
through the blue
from above
lost in the spell of
the splatters and drops
before her
wondering when
the sun would come back
into her world
and when she
could smile
again
prompt: http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2017-april-pad-challenge-day-28
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