Detoxification

Rainy days used to mean so much more.
Now rainy afternoons spell extreme bore.
Since I'm no longer that girl you adore,
Over long wordy notes I shall now pour.

I used to get intoxicated by the smell of fresh rain on grass. Now I just avoid puddles with a weary eye.

Ewwww stop being so emotional nas, you're making me puke out tufts of hollow, stale air. Yuck.