heather. poetry

★,, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻

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the way the rain falls on you
soaking your clothes as well
as well as my heart,
which beats for you
is soaked with my love for you

the way you laugh while dancing
in the rain, is as beautiful as heaven
I could watch you for hours
even though we're not eachothers

oh, to be the one that you
dance in the rain with,
would be a dream come true but
I'm not that lucky that I can be
with you

feels like the rain cries with me
when I watch you look at your lover,
instead of you and your lover
can't we be?

the rain keeps reminding me of you
i can't do anything about it
but it's absolutely true
that no one, no one can be you

i used to love the rain
i still do!

but oh darling, it's not the simple rain anymore, it's the absolutely pretty rain but with tons of pain.

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from the poet (me):

I swear it's not based on real life situation, it just randomly popped up in my mind in the perspective of someone else. I'm absolutely fine everyone.

(Ik it's bad, but please show fake happiness and support <3)