Walking alone in the cold rain <br />Sad concrete beneath my feet <br />Dusk descending alienation gloom <br />In these hours separated from <br />The hopeful afternoon. <br /> <br />My heart has been in the rain <br />For years, <br />I’ve shed rusty, graveyard tears <br />Long frozen with forgotten grievances. <br /> <br />I’m convinced, I haven’t <br />The ability to any longer love <br />But a face enters my memory, <br />And I wonder if I’m not in love.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-i-wonder-if-i-m-not-in-love/
