Outside it's raining
Soft
Pit pattering
Down my window, down my face
A pale mirror of a larger lake
Don't run from your problems don't go up in smoke
So above the world in a cloud you can float
Up
Heavy
Then fall to the earth
To land on my window
A pale reflection of a larger lake
A small case holding much much more.
YOU ARE READING
Shiny
PuisiI'm a lover of shiny things a dreamer of dreams. Enjoyer of rhyming things a cutter of strings. A lover of love and a lover of words, but in all reality... I'm just a girl.
