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That moment when
We ran so fast to catch that last-minute train
Rain drowning streets, dripping off metal pipes
We hopped on, out of breath full of life
Giggling silently to ourselves
Truly no one in our sights
You with your motherly eyes, holding my small gloved hands
Wet and messy, you didn’t seem to mind
We fell onto weirdly scented tube seats
Flopping off our hats and things
I left the umbrella that day
In the blur of laughs and giddy screams
I left your umbrella that day
We hopped off, I left it behind
You were the first to notice, you didn’t seem to mind
Instead you grabbed my little hand
Patted my soft cheek
Whispered okay mija what’s the plan
Then you’d smile, I miss your smile
Pointing like a mage
To another umbrella, sat alone by the gate
We howled at our luck, running before it was too late
So scared we would blink, breathe
And it would all fade away
You stroked my hair as I picked it up that day
Tucking the curls behind my ear
Telling me we’re okay, it’s okay
We stepped out into the roaring rain
Unafraid so brave, so brave
You opened it in one go
And instantly you laughed
The umbrella, ripped apart
Completely broken from the start
The gleaming metal locked in a dance
With little drops of rain, reflecting off glass
Our luck wasn’t what it seemed, but it didn’t matter much
We stood there, half shocked by the rain’s touch
It didn’t matter though
It didn’t matter if the umbrella was left behind or out of luck
We had each other, that was more than enough
Grabbing my small hand, we ran
Splashing puddles, screaming at the cold
Just waiting to be home
Welcomed with the ‘you’ll never guess whats’
Another normal day of you being with me again
another moment when, a moment when
I want another moment when
Now when I see rain
I think about the umbrella left behind
The times you’d grab my small hand
Tucking curls behind my ear
I miss the moments when
We would run, run out of breath
Stars shaking by our laughs
I need another moment when
Another moment when of lastminute trains
Abandoned umbrellas and pouring rain
But we can’t and we won’t
That’s what hurts the most
I’m scared of the day
I run out of moments when
Words by Isabel-Sofia Pias Diaz
Artwork by Kate Harrison (@artiste.kate)