Not Even the Rain (c. 2000?)*
*In which I blatantly rip off Jewel songs
It’s days like these that remind me of you
I read Barry like we used to do
laughing at how insensitive he could be
I can almost feel your arms around me
sitting on the front porch
with our herbal tea
the sunlight on my back
the cool morning breeze
I look up
remember your smile
the cleft in your chin
how it drove me wild
But even the rain
can’t wash away the pain
of my heartache
even the sun
can’t warm my soul
I lie in bed
with covers to my chin
nights are lonely without you
I get cold
the car sleeps on your pillow case
even he knows that this is no longer your place
nothing else can make me feel the same
not even the rain