The rain kept pouring
as I watched through
the window, thinking,
Will it ever end?
I resent the coldness,
and the feeling of emptiness
that comes with
the harsh downpour.
It reminds me of how
alone I feel,
and how lost I am
because of the things
he did before
going away
and breaking my heart.
I closed my eyes
and tried to tune out,
the sound of the falling drops..
but the feeling is still there,
I cannot ignore its existence
which made me think again,
for the nth time,
about how hard it is
to just forget memories
and to forgive
the person you gave
your whole heart to..
that same person
whom you never expected
to hurt you
the most.
And so I try to wait,
as they said a dozen times,
wait some more,
for the rain
and the pain
to both be gone
from my life,
so I can finally get out
and say,
*goodbye.