I remember that day

I remember that day in Paris

When the air was so windy

That we could barely walk

That we felt the weight of earth 

Pushing our bodies backward

I remember that day in Paris

When I felt the rain hammering my hair

When we were

Two teenagers in love fighting the cold wet

When we were running so fast 

That no one could prevent us

To not strive against the tempest

We were the tempest

We were the underworld's soreness

We were love, lust, truth, faith

A poem dedicated to a past relationship