Whenever the wind blows, strong and fierce, I feel close to you.
Whenever a breeze blows my hair, gentle and lulling, I can feel your presence.
But when it rains, I feel even closer.
Each drop like a familiar word.
Familiar sound.
Give me a gentle word.
Every teardrop... a waterfall for you.
If it snows, I feel like I could almost touch you.
The sting of the ice on my skin, I close my eyes and...
I can feel you.
You must be near because my heart is on fire.
The ice leaves me numb.
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Written November 28, 2011
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Sad Romantic Poetry
Thơ caCold, brutal wars. Bittersweet chocolate candy bars. Sugar-coat your words. Throw bricks at love birds. Don't worry. Tears make dark ink blurry. Forgotten vows and stupid lies. Kiss of dismiss. New goodbyes. An old, broken promise.
