sometimes i forget completely

there are few things i love as much as a cool, rainy morning. quite a while ago i decided that my penchant for sadness and melancholy was boring and sought to be a cheerier person - less prone to wallowing. but... i can't let go of the beautiful melancholy of a day like this. the sounds of the rain, the coolness of the air, the dim light. it's lovely. and so, i will give you a melancholy poem to go with the day...


Sometimes I forget completely
what companionship is.
Unconscious and insane, I spill sad
energy everywhere. My story
gets told in various ways: a romance,
a dirty joke, a war, a vacancy.

Divide up my forgetfulness to any number,
it will go around.
These dark suggestions that I follow,
are they part of some plan?
Friends, be careful. Don't come near me
out of curiousity, or sympathy.

and

When I remember your love,
I weep, and when I hear people
talking of you,
something in my chest,
where nothing much happens now,
moves as in sleep.

-Rumi