Alone In The Rain
As silence turned to pitter patter,
I stood out in the open, waiting for clouds to scatter.
One star fell on my cheek
Coursing its way down my face, hesitant and meek.
My eyes stared into the endless void
My face was blank, of all emotions devoid.
The rain had started to pour in a torrential frenzy
Adrenaline pumped heart was beating crazy.
The rain drenched my body, my soul remained dry
Draining its last moisture in a fruitless cry.
I was alone, alone in the thriving city,
Alone in the rain, no one to take any pity.
Plummeted down each dropp of rain.
Along with water, bringing back the pain.
Our endless talks, reasonless laughter all looked miles away
You, the only one with me had now chosen to go away.
Each mirror reflected our beautiful time together
Each meeting its end with a deafening shatter.
I still stand, waiting for you to come and hug me,
If not love, please accept me.
If you don't want me tell me straight away,
I'll dissolve in this rain, not living for another day.
I just wish that by leaving me something you have attained.
This rain of pain will not end until I meet you again.
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