RAIN
If I could see you again in the rain,
In a foggy night where no birds fly
Why did you come here by my side?
I've been waiting here for your solitude
Don't let me be what I wanted to be
One moment to the next and you're gone,
Teardrops falling, I'm alone.
YOU ARE READING
An ako Mirasol
PoetryReal life isn't neatly divided into a sequence of stories where each one has definite end. So, the question of whether or not real life has happy endings is moot. It really just depends... which moment you want to call it "endings".
