It’s one more morning,
And I am gazing at the
sky,
I saw the dim dark
clouds,
And I think of you…
Drop by drop it has
begun to rain,
I can feel you when the
droplets touch me,
The sound of pouring
rain,
The whisper of wind,
Looking at the rain drop
tumbling down my window,
And I think of you…
I want to walk in this
rain,
I want to move in this
rain,
But when I do as
such,
I discover you next to
me,
Drenched in the memories
of time went through with you,
Memories of my past flow
with the rain,
And following the rain,
I remember us...
With the tears tumbling
down my heart,
I attempt to erase you,
But I think of you again
at the sound of rain,
Are you listening to
this sound?
We, who used to love the
rain.
Do you remember me?
I miss you when it
rains…
Despite of the fact
you’ve left,
Regardless of the
possibility that you forget me,
Please remember us again
when it rains..
Because I miss us when it
rains...
No comments:
Post a Comment