That bitter sweet kiss we shared,
On the side of the road in the rain,
It reminds me of whiskey.
Warm and bitter when you taste it,
But for those who aren't used to it,
It makes you sick to your stomach.
I pull you close knowing,
Like the seasons you must go.
But I cannot wait for you to come back to me.
Your hug comforts me,
Like the warm winds in the Fall.
I watch you walk away,
Like how the sun hides away from the moon.
I will sit here in my own darkness and wait for the morning,
Cause when morning comes
You will come back shining like the Sun, moon and all the stars.
~P.S.