There's nobody else like you; and just like that, when I realized this truth: suddenly, I couldn't find a means to care to look for anyone, or anything else. I knew when I felt it to my core, it resonated within my very bones.
It's raining outside. I woke up gently to it tapping on the window; the sound enraptures me, I kept my eyes shut for a time to simply embrace the moment.
It reminded me of "her," I felt that voice in every droplet that touched the glass; like those loving words and fluency with the hearts involved, I even felt it in the way the cold air caressed my skin.
The rain is my peace, my inevitable calm. It brings me a joy like nothing else, and instills a contentment unrivaled by any other nuance.
I sensed that there, because I've come to find: the rain, those feelings, they've always been her
One day I know not when I yearn for the dawn to arrive For the sun to bring forth the day When I may finally bid this prison farewell Step through the faded door and then Finally live, rather than just survive For the day when I can, at last, say I have escaped this hell
Someday Regrettably far, far away There will no longer be the fear Consuming of a poor dear Rather release, relief Free, despite all belief
There will come a day When all will be at ease Like a cool, summer breeze After a day of blistering heat No more burns upon these aching feet