Pitter-patter, the rain against the sill Hurry up, close the windows before the cold is still I stare ahead, wondering what will happen Now that love is dead and happiness is forgotten The blunder, the silence, the absolute pain What more could I bear, what should I gain? Why does it rain every time there's sadness? Is it to match the longing for someone people miss? I watch as clouds gather and stir up the storm What else should I do, except wait for darkness to be born And now that I've managed to bring down the past The rain advised me to enjoy it while it lasts
Oh, what knowledge heaven must have to be this cold To be part of something grand, it's beautiful, so I'm told We could have been better off with ourselves But, as usual, love never goes along the shelves And then we see, the unfairness of the world So our fate, down in the darkness, it's curled The silence of the soul as well as its fluent nonsense I hope you could understand even if I'm not in existence You want me to speak, to tell you everything I am But I tell you, my response is like a precious gem I rarely speak, but when I do, it is a hurtful blast So please, enjoy the silence while it lasts
And so, it's finally here—the end of it all Should I come running when I hear the call? You, my darling, are one beautiful art Sadly, I am far away to own your heart Slowly, you drift away, like you found me scant Must you fill that longing with meaningless rant? And yet, I let you go, I let you be I let you enjoy your moments away from me Be happy, be free, be whomever you are Forget who I am and how we came so far And so, I watch the rain, sad and downcast I told myself to indulge the pain while it lasts
Where am I when you need me the most? I am still here, I've never left my post Now, where were you when I was in dire need? You are nowhere to be found, you'll die by your greed I hope you come back to show yourself once again Hurry up now while you can still be forgiven Of all the traitorous souls, I chose you So please, come back while I am still being true You can find me on that same window, peering I hope I could see you soon, I'd come running Quick, while I'm still here—come fast Come back home and taste my love, while it lasts
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Being ghosted is such a pain and I think no one deserves to be left alone without closure. So yeah, now we have this poem as my response to that problem.
I wrote this in June 2017. I'm sixteen. lol.
So, what do you think of this poem? Comment below. :))
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