Hello
Ello
Llo
Lo
O
When you walked out of the rain I wanted to go with you, but the rain was my mother and the clouds where my father.
How can I leave my home, when it's the only thing I have.
But then again, you left your home.
Now I stand in the rain, alone, thinking of how I couldve, how I should've left the rain with you.
Now, I'm standing in the rain, alone, without you.
Ps this is just me being "poetic" I'm bored. •^•
YOU ARE READING
this book is random, okie?
RandomDERP HOME :^3 This is also a shrine for me. And I write stuff. Mostly my feelings. Sometimes random stuff.
