OCTOBER RAIN

October rain falls on me in January
and I wonder where all my summers have gone.

This October rain is from 6 years ago.
Surely, between 6 years ago and now
there must have been some summers.

But all I can remember is the rain.
6 years of rain,
watching it from my office window.

Perhaps if I had not been so buried
in my work
I would have seen your face.
Perhaps you came back and looked for me,
during those days when all I held on to
was my tears and my memories of your smile.

But I know better than that.
I know that your smile is somewhere else
and that it never came back to me.
But I still wish this rain would stop.