I saw the rain coming,
and I knew you were leaving.
But I still feel the weight of the world
heavy on my heart.
My pulse beats hard in my throat,
and I know it will never be the same.
It will beat forevermore with a reminiscence of how gently and blindly you touched it.
Time will continue to pass.
And I will taste your name with each breath I take.
The seasons will continue to change.
And I will wake each morning to the sight of your absence.
Life will continue on in your wake.
And the weight of the world will remain
heavy on my heart.