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"What's done in the dark will come to the light"
Those were your last words to me
Well I had a flashlight, the moon and the sun
But you never really wanted to see
Did you?
You are gone
Gone without a care for me
Gone without a thought of me
Gone without a trace of me
You are gone
And I've finally accepted that you will never return
You will never care
You will never lose sleep over thoughts of me, of us
You are gone
And your absence is now okay with me
Goodbye
You sure have a way with moisture.
Your ability to make me cry
From my eyes, from my lips
From my heart, from my hips
Never ceases to amaze me.
As the rain commences outside of my window,
You create a storm inside my bed.
And as you hold me tightly afterward,
You create a storm in my head.
Where the thunder triggers passion,
And the lightning strikes down doubt,
Where the hail inflicts pain,
And where no umbrella can help.
In a puddle somewhere near,
There’s a reflection of us two.
And with every sweet rain drop,
I lose a piece of you.

— The End —