Right To My Left

She's always been there, and I'm too late to realized that she's right, she said she would never left me, until the day that I'm the one who pushed her away from me. Beneath the pouring rain, I find myself lost in the depths of my thoughts, tears mingling with the raindrops as thoughts of you consume me. My mind relentlessly replays the memories - those moments we can never reclaim. "It's all my fault," I've whispered those words for the past year, resigned to accept that I'm the architect of this reality. In the midst of the storm outside, a tempest brews within, a tempest of remorse and longing that only your presence can calm.