The Rain

Photo by Gilberto Olimpio

Though I love the rain,

I hate that it makes everything colder

Especially when you’re in pain

All your thoughts become somber

As the cloud gets gloomier,

Your mind wonders deeper

You’ll feel lonelier

And your hear falters quicker

Sad songs hit harder

Tears roll faster

The heartbroken gets sadder

And time, moves slower

Without company,

Sleep becomes the only remedy

So, when it rains,

I don’t like to be alone

Cos I get wary of my thoughts

Even though they’re my own

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