The rain
Saturates the air
Puts a glaze on the street
Traffic lights shine through the murk
Diffused, but somehow brighter
Red, Yellow, Green
The lack of clarity
The air, moist and thick
Amplifies the sound
Diesel engines snorting
Buses picking up and dropping off
Trucks trundling through their rounds
Brakes squealing
Gears grinding
The air, moist and thick
Lays heavy over the city
Lays heavy over him
Hoping where there is none
Praying for a change of heart
It presses down on him
He knows she isn’t coming back
He knows she isn’t coming back today
Just like she hadn’t come back yesterday
And won’t be coming back tomorrow
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