Someone
My love hurt me yesterday
You saw me crying told me to leave them
But the memories they get in the way
And it makes it harder to believe them
Their clouds rained on my parade
And they never let me see the light
These memories they hold so much pain
But my heart's too sweet to return the bite
What if I had someone there for me
Last winter when you hurt me too
And they told me something I believed
Right now, would I still be here with you?
Lara Houssami
2-17-2020
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Nephophilia
Poetry'Nephophilia' is the love for clouds. Clouds may seem ordinary for some people, but they aren't ordinary at all for me, and it is obvious for most of my poems have mentions of clouds in them.
