81 words to say you made me sad

the tomatoes don’t like rain.
the chilies don’t like cold.
its cold and rainy here.

i fantasize about Seattle,
pretend it isn’t grey and rainy
most of the time.

the drops panic me
in summer
it quickly becomes hail.

lost a whole balcony to hail
the way i lost my feeling
that same summer.

I was blue every weekend,
not just when it hailed.
but especially then.

we have become stuck
(repeating myself).
(repeating myself).

I have been blue
ever after.

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