Downpour

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  • Dedicated to Chris
                                    

I felt the ground,
It fell out from underneath me;
I miss you when you're not around,
You're the only one I ever want to see.

All of those things you said,
And all of the little things that you did...
They run around like daydreams in my head,
But without you, my heart is dead.

You said you'd always be there,
You said you'd never leave;
Your voice is the only one I want to hear,
Without you, I feel quite bereaved.

I trusted you, you let me down;
I fell in love and you let me drown.
I guess they were right, I guess you lied...
I hope you're satisfied that I cried.

And my heart...well, it has been broken before,
But I've never been caught in anything like your downpour;
And the things you say, well they sound so sweet,
But I'm done letting you sweep me off of my feet.

I'm sick of all your lines,
I've heard them a thousand times...
I guess I should have seen the signs,
Because you never were really mine.

Because of you, my whole world fell apart...
I think I saw it coming from the start;
I tried to tell myself that you'd be true,
But I guess I expected way too much of you.

And sometimes I just start drinking to forget,
But I know that the worst hasn't happened yet;
You haunt my every hour, dreaming or awake - I think it ought to be a crime,
And I don't know if it matters anymore, but I'm not crawling back this time.

My heart's been broken before,
But I'm done being caught in your downpour;
The things you said always sounded so sweet,
But I'm done letting you sweep me off my feet.

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