Rain

Rain

Sydney pulls the phone away from her ear.

She has listened to Maverick’s voice a million times.

Each time never getting easier.

Just adding fuel to the fire.

It took everything not to just throw her phone against the wall.

Is he for real, mixing the street names up like that?

Maverick said it himself, he is a real jerk.

They were so close yet so far apart yesterday.

Maybe it’s a sign.

Maybe this won’t work.

Sydney plays the voicemail again and again

Wonder why she is even doing this to herself.

It should be an easy choice.

He messed up, he always ruins everything.

But he wants to do better.

Sydney should allow Maverick to plead his case.

She likes to see the good in every person.

It’s her fatal flaw.

Now the choice, is she going to meet him at the corner today?

Sydney watches the rainfall from her window pane.

Picking which raindrop will win as it races down the glass.