Poems From The Lost

Very Soon

The rain is falling hard.
I wonder if I'm ever going to get free from this pain.
The one I love has left.
Wondering if she will ever come back.
Every night and every day...I think about her,
Wishing for her to come back.
Wondering if she is thinking about me.
She will come back.
Cause I love her and she loves me.

Very soon...
Very soon...