December 5, 2021
Behind every beautiful rainbow,
Once existed a great storm,
You know that—you told me yourself—
Yet you still fret about appearing perfect
To me, with bold, brilliant colors.
But whether there's a pot of gold
At the end of your rainbow,
Or nothing at all,
I will love you just the same.
You can't hide the scent of rain
That dances around your light,
A scent that reminds me so much
Of home, with all its ups and downs,
So please don't be afraid.
Perhaps one day, we can share
A taste of the rain long past with each other,
But at this very moment,
Let's enjoy this beautiful view.
YOU ARE READING
A Testament to When I Loved You
PoesíaA collection of poetry following the feelings of someone falling in love for the first time, although never quite making it anywhere, from the beginning to the end. Or, a testament to when I loved you without really understanding you. ----
