BRUMOUS DAYS

the days you weren’t here
beside me

the days your arms didn’t roam
around me

the days you didn’t dine
with me

the days you didn’t laugh
along me

those days,
were dark and grey
like they’re coming to me
as i’m their prey

the nights,
were cold
sun didn’t show
no hand to hold

only clouds,
seen around
with thick, dark fog
settling down

the days,
that i wish never echo
the brumous days
that were no mellow