Head was in the clouds then I thought of you, thinking back to a time where I could call you mine. I thought of the day it all burnt down.
Hindering rain, as I walk away from you I turn, looking back I can’t see your tears.
Laughing, I see the flash of lighting and hear the crack of thunder. I begin to think of you, wondering if you are in the clouds again and I remember.
Hindering rain, as I stand still soaked from my tears you walk away and disappear.
Jan 30, 2019
Jan 30, 2019 at 5:46 PM UTC
Head was in the clouds then I thought of you, thinking back to a time where I could call you mine. I thought of the day it all burnt down.
Hindering rain, as I walk away from you I turn, looking back I can’t see your tears.
Laughing, I see the flash of lighting and hear the crack of thunder. I begin to think of you, wondering if you are in the clouds again and I remember.
Hindering rain, as I stand still soaked from my tears you walk away and disappear.
Two past lovers thinking of their relationships demise
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