I've made a list of things I have to do
There's a thirty percent chance it'll rain tomorrow
I'll gaze out the window
wish I were a raindrop
I can feel a tear starting to fall
I'm waiting for the flowers
they gave you to die
to press them
Keep them alive within pages
I miss you
Will I see you soon
In a cloudy room
I can't get my thoughts straight
I drown them in the bathtub instead
I love you
there are days I don't
I would love to see you right now
I know you won't
I can see now
Rain is falling from you
YOU ARE READING
°°°·.°·..·°¯°·._.· Space Adventures ·..·°¯°·.·° .·°°°
شِعرfor all the poets who dream of space ₋ ₋ for all of those who are lost in space
