It would be foolish to walk in the Rains of Yester~years
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It is muted fear I feel
Solid lumps form in my throat
As i look down at your image
It's silly but I can't stop this
The melancholy of my heart refusing
To let you go
I dig up messages we shared
I dial your digits every day hoping for a miracle
And in this cold room, couples I see
Pain I feel
The rain against the window sill
I step out, barefooted, into the falling Rain
To hide these Tears...
I miss you
