I turned and looked. There was no one running after. I was hiding for all these  years. Hoping that love would grow old. That I would stop loving something that had died. The rain fell. My hair braided wet. 

He did not wait with my coat. I stood alone. The rain fell on my phone. As I attempted to grasp words that had folded. My sister told me to put on a light vest. But I  wanted to run in the rain. 

The kind that forgives. Let’s go and cries again. I cannot stop loving a sadness. In the shadow a path walked and there my heart stood. Take strength and courage your love is the only way to you.