I feel like my mind is racing.
Seeing all of these nostalgic faces.
Wondering why people hurt each other,
or leave one another.
Just can hug this pillow tight.
As what I care about goes out of sight.

To feel every soft part of her lip.
Wondering how it may feel,
if I should even take a steal,
of a kiss.

Did you know that my favorite weather
is the Rain?
Even after all the little raindrops,
She still keeps me sane.

So full of Laughter and Joy.
Why are you surrounded by all these **** boys?
You are an indefinite beauty.
Can't help but wonder what you mean to me?

I can talk about the rainbow at the end of the rain,
but I think we both know you're not plain.
So I leave you with this poem.
What comes after is a mere outcome.