The light flickers and reflects
in the soft brown wood as rain
sprinkles down outside.
Disappointment is
another word for regret.
I look up and down,
side to side
trying to focus on
this book I’m currently reading.
Spurts of focus is the best
way to describe my lack of concentration.
I have it,
it’s just not as long as I like it.
Water slides down the glass door
like a secret I will never know.
I read the same passage twice,
focusing on the words written
because of the mention of someone
who lights my path.
The candle flickers as the sky
lightens.
Rain continues to
fall.
Kelly Severseike 