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*Your windbreaker holds back all of the rain that flows Only seconds away from the curb where you stand, Puddles distant near and far are the result from the Violent storm at hand. I'll try to somehow understand. Your hand stretches outward as if to beckon, but instead You stick your finger up and let me know how you "Really feel," but I'm always at your mercy, your dark Brown eyes hold me in a somewhat helpless-make me reel. If there was a way to go back to that time and find you there, What I wouldn't give to tell you how you made me feel. A lady knows when she's found her love, and there's no way Without you I'll ever get bye when push comes to shove.*
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Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 6:07 AM UTC
Rainy Goodbye
*Your windbreaker holds back all of the rain that flows Only seconds away from the curb where you stand, Puddles distant near and far are the result from the Violent storm at hand. I'll try to somehow understand. Your hand stretches outward as if to beckon, but instead You stick your finger up and let me know how you "Really feel," but I'm always at your mercy, your dark Brown eyes hold me in a somewhat helpless-make me reel. If there was a way to go back to that time and find you there, What I wouldn't give to tell you how you made me feel. A lady knows when she's found her love, and there's no way Without you I'll ever get bye when push comes to shove.*
It's been nearly 26 years since we first met, and I still think of her every day. What can a person have ingrained in them that could last that long and somehow still mean nothing?
#love#heartbreak#helpless#loss#rain#hurt#mind#meaning#flooded#drench
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Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 6:07 AM UTC
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