Poems I guess

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she was like a rainbow in the sky, 

but he was the clouds on a stormy night. 

She was the puddles that swelled after a rain, 

but he was the drought when summer came. 

you see they loved each other, 

but with love came pain. 

the only way they could exist is if the other stayed away. 

is this the way love is supposed to be? 

Im not sure, but like Alfred Tennyson said, 

"It is better to have loved and lost , than to have never loved at all." 

So they were happy. Even if the happiness was just a shadow.