There's something about rainy days that bring me such joy;
My dear, it reminds me of you.
And coffee makes it that much more comfortable.
The warmth of each taste reminds me of your lips.
Oh, the way the soft mist from the rain reaches my somber face.
Every evanescent touch you'd caress me with.
I'll pull my cup close, if only to keep it safe.
How your hands, like a cage, kept me.
There's something about a cup of coffee and the rain.
My dear, it's the most bittersweet memories I cherish.
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 4:19 PM UTC
There's something about rainy days that bring me such joy;
My dear, it reminds me of you.
And coffee makes it that much more comfortable.
The warmth of each taste reminds me of your lips.
Oh, the way the soft mist from the rain reaches my somber face.
Every evanescent touch you'd caress me with.
I'll pull my cup close, if only to keep it safe.
How your hands, like a cage, kept me.
There's something about a cup of coffee and the rain.
My dear, it's the most bittersweet memories I cherish.