My other half
my neighbor
my friend.
You will die in my
lifetime
and I will be left without you.
How does life go on
without you as a
constant companion
to support me?
Even if I was ten years older
then I am now
you would still leave this world
before me
and I will be left behind.
Species should not
affect friendship
but it does when it comes to
age.
So how am I going to
carry on
without you?
The fear
well, more like terror
and self-consciousness
and discomfort
that comes with thinking that someone is looking at you
their eyes on you
it's truly horrible
The rain scares me
intimidates me
loud and imposing and looming
often arriving with thunder
lightning
sometimes power outages
The rain comforts me
soft drizzles rinsing out the hardships
My virtual home
where I can make my words dance and no one can change the choreography
where I can be loved by other people like me
where I can realize that I'm not as alone in the world as I originally thought
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