the rain
against the window pane,
pouring down
falling to the ground;
droplets after droplets connecting,
until it slides down.
a mug of hot chocolate,
on the cold table contrasting,
waiting to be drank.
i watch as my favorite kind of days unleash before me,
raindrops falling on my face
bit by bit,
feeling that i should be complete
and yet,
Something's missing.
as the rainy days pass by,
the same window pane,
the same mug,
the same incomplete feeling,
Something's missing.
You.
I am missing you.
I miss you.
—a.c
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 3:51 AM UTC
the rain
against the window pane,
pouring down
falling to the ground;
droplets after droplets connecting,
until it slides down.
a mug of hot chocolate,
on the cold table contrasting,
waiting to be drank.
i watch as my favorite kind of days unleash before me,
raindrops falling on my face
bit by bit,
feeling that i should be complete
and yet,
Something's missing.
as the rainy days pass by,
the same window pane,
the same mug,
the same incomplete feeling,
Something's missing.
You.
I am missing you.
I miss you.
—a.c
my favorite days turn into me missing you
