• The rain pours down.
    Piercing my skin with a lethal sting.
    When I find love does this feeling go away?
    Will the sun shine instead of this rain of despare?
    Does she feel the same for me or does she despise me wishing for this monsoon to continue until I drown in a puddle of emotions?
    The rain is now penatrating my skin.
    I'm losing sight of her.
    Wishing for the rain to stop.
    Wishing for her to come back to me.
    Only for her to love me and heal my wounds.