The rain comes down,fast and hard. I can't stand the sound. I use to love It. The thunder helped me to sleep at night and the lightning was almost as if a nightlight would come on every now and then. I sit alone, much as I do on any other night. During the summer nights or even the middle of winter I'm fine. I can handle myself and sort of push back the pain. But when it rains. When I hear the roof clanking with the scattered showers that seem to be mocking me,telling me I'll never be happy, that's when it hits me. It all comes back, the love, that stupid fight over nothing, the car crash, and a broken heart. These thoughts all leave me to fall to my knees every time. But where do you turn when you have no-one, no-one to smile and tell youthat you look beautiful in that dress you haven't work since that first date or to tell you that everything is going to be okay even when you've lost it all. I dont know how I can stand this pain, but I must. Because when I remember. For just a short time.....he's still here and my heart's still whole.
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When All Hope Is Lost
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