Watched it rain on a monsoon night
Told myself “Tomorrow I’ll get wet”,
But I missed it by a whisker
Thought to myself “It’ll be back soon”.

Winter came and left again
I was cold even summer couldn’t shake,
Spring blossomed and spread like wild fire
Yet I sat there feeling cold.

You walked back again a drizzle
That made a rainbow,
Only to tell you were leaving
Startled I stood staring at your pretty face.
To wait for the drought to end
Is patience I lack,
You may come back
But I can’t promise I’d be there.