A deep breath is enough to picture him
In rain, when i hold memories w a tight grip
he's more like, the rain...when i drench
&my eyes held a longing no words could quench
i whispered, where you are>?
so, maybe, wind replied to heal my scar
Of love, longing, loss, or was it a lie.
and here,.. the rain becomes the echoed goodbye....
Jun 26, 2025
Jun 26, 2025 at 6:16 AM UTC
A deep breath is enough to picture him
In rain, when i hold memories w a tight grip
he's more like, the rain...when i drench
&my eyes held a longing no words could quench
i whispered, where you are>?
so, maybe, wind replied to heal my scar
Of love, longing, loss, or was it a lie.
and here,.. the rain becomes the echoed goodbye....
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