Rain on my window
reflects the pain in my heart
why do you not feel me anymore,
I was at your bed last eve
holding your hand,
stroking your hair,
when you had nightmares,
I chased them away

I still feel you,
your touch so gentle
your hair in my face
your breath so laboured
Yes, I feel you  

The morning light recalls the kiss
but my bed is cold my love
my heart lays shattered like glass
from missing you


Remember, love,
the rain comforted us
and held us in ****** bliss,
do you not still feel these things?