Rain pours heavily
The umbrella I left in my locker, stays untouched
I walk home slowly, enjoying the sounds of the rain
Maybe I'll get sick, but I don't think that
I think of someone walking up behind me to share their umbrella
The someone I want to see, is you
The you I met during elementary
The you that holds a piece of my heart
Now, I think of how much I miss you
Than in front of me stands a guy, I smile widely
I run up, hug you, and whisper...
I missed you, I love you...
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200 Days 200 Poems
ПоэзияThe title says it all. But I swear I'm not going through things. But it's mostly love poems...with some morbid, with some personal, but they're all just a story in the end. . (*^ω^*) . started writing - November 12, 2019 finished writing - April 1...
