The rain stained windows
looks so beautiful
yet so heartbreaking
like a touch is enough to make them shatter
As I look at the trees
with my coffee and cigarette in hands
I think about you
and how
when I felt somber
you would hug me
and kiss my neck.
I miss you
I miss you so bad it hurts
And in the morning
when I remember the promise I made myself
to not think about you anymore
I will look at the window again
and think
about how beautiful
yet heartbreaking
is the fact
that the rain washed everything away
just like you did
with us
May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 10:29 PM UTC
The rain stained windows
looks so beautiful
yet so heartbreaking
like a touch is enough to make them shatter
As I look at the trees
with my coffee and cigarette in hands
I think about you
and how
when I felt somber
you would hug me
and kiss my neck.
I miss you
I miss you so bad it hurts
And in the morning
when I remember the promise I made myself
to not think about you anymore
I will look at the window again
and think
about how beautiful
yet heartbreaking
is the fact
that the rain washed everything away
just like you did
with us
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