Kiss me in the pouring rain;
Protect me from all of the pain.
All the worries; all the cares.
All the crying; helpless glares.
You’re the only one I love;
The only thing I’m dreaming of.
I’ll be the one that’s by your side.
The one who’s beaming; swelled with pride.
How truly amazing, you really are.
You’ll never know that you’re my shining star.
You’re what I think of late at night;
Lying alone in the pale moonlight;
Thinking of you every second of day;
So I’ll never forget you, anyway.
Hoping you can soon hold me again;
Everything’s perfect; only then.
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The Ghosts of my past.
PoetryLiterally, the ghosts of my past. My pain and such. Poetry from 2008-2009.