the rain falls as i walk i dont blink thinking of happy memories how it was before and now its all gone just like each drop of rain falling falling gone
the music slows to a stop and i stop in front of a puddle whoβs that staring at me im scared whats wrong with me i cant recognize the one face i should know and maybe that also has to do with the weather changing changing if i stop everyone the whole world will know so i keep going no matter how hard that is.
the memories washed away in a shower of my own thoughts