and just maybe


and just maybe now she's drifting

in a sea of new possibilities


she can feel her fragile heart

beating frantically in her chest

both from fear and exhilaration

like a drug she can't part from


and just maybe she loves the rain still

the rain that froze to snow and ice


but didn't you realize—

that winter has almost passed

and spring is soon to arrive;

bringing her the warmth she needs


and just maybe she likes the sun

bright and warm; unlike the rain


she can't love both, she knows

and what shall she choose but

the blazing rain or vibrant sun

and alas, it is still unknown