elle's thoughts

I had belongings to pack, the apartment to clean, laundry to fold, phone calls to make. I made some dinner coffee and a grilled cheese-I showered and dressed-said goodbye to my roommates and headed for the door-the fall wind was cool and crisp-before I had time to think I had to get on the road, drive to the next town, go to work, visit with family and finish some school work. The sun had already set when I left the house. He would have a nice relaxing evening with her-the stars are bright in the night sky-Now for my drive, I will be focused, I will look good and be happy when I see him again. But oh, over the radio comes that song. I wanted to change the station but something stopped me from doing so-rain began to hit the windshield like the tears that hit my cheeks-My mind can't help but be busy with thoughts of him-alone in the car I cannot stop my thoughts-the trees droop along the highway, heavy with rain- it looks almost as though they feel sorry for me. The other cars were busy on their way, they passed by me every chance they got, and I did not care to pass them. I will get there. I do not care how long it takes. As I climbed the stairs to my parent's home the rain stopped. I will look fine for them. I am fine. I was welcomed happily by my parents; we had our usual conversation about the events of the previous week. I kept some of the week's events to myself. I gathered my things and headed to work. I worked until late in the evening, locked up, then returned to my parent's home. My old room was as if I had never grown up, sometimes I wish I hadn't. I finished an assignment before I got into bed. Then I slept peacefully until my dreams became flooded with him-I heard the rain starting to dance on the roof again as I fell asleep.