Rainy days
Are the best days
Days when she cries
As much as she wants
Rainy days
When the tears
flow down her cheeks
And she doesnt even try
Rainy days
Are days she can be sad
Without anyone noticing it
Days she'll walk around and smile
Rainy days
When they think
They think its rain water
thats running down on her face
Rainy days
When she looks at the sky
And her laugh is the brightest
Thats when she is the most happiest
Rainy days
Because those are the days
When she can release those emotions
That keeps hunting her all night and day
~H.R
YOU ARE READING
In the middle of dark
PoesíaA series of words i write at night... My pure thoughts when i stare out in the darkness ✌... I hope you like them all... And if you can relate to my poems.. then welcome to the club..
