cloudy days

   at two o'clock in the afternoon
   i'm not sure what i want to do.
   i look out the window and think of you
   and find my thoughts become subdued.

   wandering the streets below
   swirling masses on the go
   i watch them as they ebb and flow
   if you're with them, i won't know.

   i eat, i sleep, i pass the time.
   i write nice words, write them in rhyme.
   ignore the grey that fills my mind
   i miss you and i don't know why.