She was different
Unlike rain
She and him
Never felt the same
She was red and
black and blue
He was an angel
With golden hues
She cried hatred
From her eyes
And he brought love down
From the skies
He was perfect
The perfect guy
She was the devil
With her silent cries
But somehow
He loved her
With all his heart
So he could fill up the one
That had been torn apart
•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
I never really understood how opposites attracted one another until it happened to me... It was quite a shocker.
-A
YOU ARE READING
Rainy Days
Poetry// Komorebi // (n) sunlight that filters through the leaves of trees in a forest
