The night was cold and rainy.
I have noticed you, standing
far away from me in a shower rain.
Being guarded by a leaking umbrella,
It was hiding your face from me,
Your soaking wet hair was flowing down your back.
I was wondering when you would look at me.
As I walk towards you,
You walk further away from me,
As if I was standing still.
It seems I will never reach you.
I hate cold, rainy nights and leaking umbrellas...
Copyright © Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 6:23 PM UTC
The night was cold and rainy.
I have noticed you, standing
far away from me in a shower rain.
Being guarded by a leaking umbrella,
It was hiding your face from me,
Your soaking wet hair was flowing down your back.
I was wondering when you would look at me.
As I walk towards you,
You walk further away from me,
As if I was standing still.
It seems I will never reach you.
I hate cold, rainy nights and leaking umbrellas...
Copyright © Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
