03 July 2014

The Rain

Oh the rain! How I loath the rain
The way it falls in perfect sequence with my tears
It's hard and it's cold
and it's mocking of my soul
And I'm so tired of drowning alone

My bed feels like a cement brick
As vile as the rain
The empty space, the cold embrace
Remind me of your name
And I wish I could say I slept better beside you
but that would be a lie
When I was wrapped in your arms
all of my dreams were beside me
and sleeping no longer seemed right

I never got over the smile you'd make
before you took my hand and kissed me by surprise
And now that you're gone
My hearts full of this longing
and I miss you far more than I should
Oh the rain! How I love the rain
It always seems to clean out my eyes