[ Poetry ]

[ Rainy Days, Remind me of you ]

×

Despite the season's change,
How I feel still tends to be strange.
The droplets of the pouring rain,
Perhaps it paints my heart with stains.

As those droplets hit the ground,
The loud splash that occurs as its sound.
The harsh words you spoke of,
Yet to me they were affirmations of love.

No matter how you've treated me,
I still adored you, truthfully.
Such a beautiful, circular shape,
Those droplets had once made.

When I take a glimpse at a small puddle,
Your wonderfully perfect eyes, so subtle.
Even the rain could never define,
My love for you, to be so refined.

As days passed, my feelings never stopped,
Like endless rain, as it dropped.
It's hard to put such emotions into words,
Yet I love you so much it hurts.

As we stood under the shade,
The red on my face, could never fade.
I felt comfortable with you,
Such as the feeling of watching the dew.

The silhouette of your appearance,
As the puddle fails to make a difference.
You still shone, ever so brightly,
As that feeling in my heart grew tightly.

The rain still separates from the land,
Such thing is difficult to understand.
No matter how much my heart melts,
I know you'll end up loving someone else.

×