THE RAINBOW AFTER THE RAIN
rainbows appear
after the clouds
stops dropping
endless tears.
people gaze
dearly at its
beauty - a mix of
colors in harmony.
they would thank
the heavens,
for the rain stopped -
like what they wanted,
like how you were
smiling, for you
saw him again,
and i'm already leaving.
though he doesn't love
you like i do -
nor does he sees you
as someone to woo,
you look at him dearly.
that, you never did
when i was there with
you, hopelessly trying.
but sorry, i didn't use
my empty brain -
my heart just loved you,
so why won't you let it rain?
hello,
pam.
YOU ARE READING
Life, as it is
PoesieA set of words, phrases, stanzas, and sentences describing the cycle of how I fell for him, and how he hurts me undescribably.
