Pitter Patter goes the rain.
With him I would never be the same.
Rain drops in the night sky.
They are my tears as I cry.
Grief marked in my plain face.
The rain dripping as my tears flowed.
A reminder of an amazing grace.
Wouldn't admit but it was something borrowed.
The clear nights follow the morning sky.
I wished but it never gave me a sign.
I never thought it would be disturbing.
But after I met you it was something worth considering.
Pitter Patter goes the cloudless nights.
Rain drops and tear drops is when I said no.
For the thought of him gone bites.
As the cloudless night sky's tears flowed
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