It is on rainy days that I miss you the most. The drops splashing against my window Echo Echo Echo Through my empty aching heart. I can still feel the imprint of your body on the left side of my bed Where sometimes I roll into Roll into you And fit there the way that we so perfectly do. Your sweatshirt embraces me Drowns me in you Where I'll float in your warm arms. Oh god I can't breathe Missing you crashes over me like a tidal wave Raindrops like gunshots blow holes in my serenity I need fresh air I need your sweatshirt off The rain should be like icicle knives But they're Butterflies. Pitter patter fluttering on my face. Raindrops wash over my skin Stripping away my insecurities I feel clean. I feel your fingers sliding over me again. Gentle and healing I still miss you On this rainy Saturday. I glance into a puddle Oh there you are my sunshine You're never too far away. Your heart is always holding mine But still it is on rainy days that I miss you the most.