Calico Frost

Planning

Every day

Every chance that is given

Scheduling

Organizing RSVPs

Bugging people to respond.

Talking to the caterer -

We can have bourekas after all -

And studying

I slip through the house

tiptoeing through the hallways that loom over my sensitive ears

I enter the kitchen

where a pitcher of lemonade is sitting on the counter.

Yes.

This road starts but never ends

It has choices but never a decision

This road loves and never hates

It continues and never stops

This road is improvised by all step foot upon it

It inspires and changes

A close companion

love, appreciation, happiness,

a place to go

comfort, recognition, excitement,

until the companion disappears

sadness, confusion, loneliness,

and the place to go is empty

It starts with rain.

Sometimes it comes slowly with a drizzle,

but this time,

it starts without any warning.

The rain drops from the sky

in powerful sheets

and the world lights up for a fraction of a second

I don't dare admit it to myself

to my friends

to my family

I'm embarrassed

ashamed

scared of what could be

I have to find ways to sneakily deal with it

without anyone noticing