Time trickles.

The palm of my hand was jet cold.
The rain's yelling.
Following the stream of pedestrian, I held my umbrella to attempt to hide my sight line.
Couples were around.
It was obvious that I was trying to avoid being reminded of the past with one standing by my side taking care of me.

How I wish I can magically hide away some time.
Or, make my way to him, longing for a little protection , temporarily.
 
Well, it never stayed long as I was just absent minded for a little while.

About what I have undergone and I shall.
It mixs up somehow.

 No hard feelings.
Just go over and go through it.