And I cried,
Grasping sheets,
Hoping that it was your hands.

And I cried,
I cried heavier than the worst thunderstorms.
I poured.

And I cried,
Not because the dream has ended,
But knowing the reality could never be started.

I always believe that for a writer,
The moment death becomes theirs,
It is not when despaired air not inhaled,
It is not even when the pain starts dripping blood,

I always believe that for a writer,
The moment death becomes theirs,
It is when words can't be exhaled,
It is when words stops flowing as blood.

I remembered I keep surprising myself of how much I love him,
I thought I have loved him the most to my ability,
How wrong was I in the name of love,
Because I found myself helplessly pouring out love,
That gets more intense each second passed.

Like the rain that came drizzling,
And the next second it poured so heavily,
All you could ever see is a sheen of white luminance.

The thunders and lightnings accompanied were the evidence you are not in Heaven,
"Rain", you remind to keep your feet on the ground.

I cried thanking the word bless,
He showed and brought out the love that I, myself were not aware existed.

Years passed,
The rain came just as soft,
And just as intensely heavy.

But it came pouring down not in the name of love,
It was crying in the name of sadness.

Its the way she talks about the things she is passionate about that makes me fall even harder for her
I love how she doesn't care about her appearance and how she has gotten me to focus less on mine
I can't help but smile whenever I think back to the moments when I am with her
She always seems to impress me with some hidden talent or personality feature
She is never boring or original, even her family can surprise me at the most random of times
Whenever I am with her she makes everything seem like it is okay
I stress over a lot of things and no matter what situation it is she can make me look at it from a different view
I love her so much but I fail to say it enough
So even if she never knows what I think about her or even if we don't last, I just hope she knows that she has made me into a better person and that I hope she will keep changing me for the better in the future