The day had begun with a warm gentle rain
The sky was a nice grey and petrichor filled my brain.
My senses were drizzled with the thought of you
And I began to wonder if you thought of me too.
As the drizzle slowly grew into an intense downpour
I began to fade into the shadows , fearing anything more
That you may have wanted or asked of me to do
Because I had begun to realize I was afraid of you.
Not you specifically , but of what we could have been,
The grey skies became cloudy with what 'us' could have meant.
The thoughts in my head grew in force like the wind.
I may have overthought things , but I always felt pinned
My doubts remained inside me , eternally stored
Nothing felt right as I began falling toward
The harsh walls of rain , I had nowhere to escape
The downpour became a storm as lightning filled the cloudscape.
The water began falling sideways and my world fell with the rain
That's when I realized you were not my gentle storm , you are my hurricane.
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The Us I Thought We Were ↹ [Poetry]
PoesieJust a story of my thoughts, emotions, desires, and experiences all drawn into one. I'm not sure what will come of this, but stick with me and see where this path leads. Its never the destination but the journey that makes it all worth while. #74...