I'm not so sure about this one. I wrote it as it came to me, so it may not flow well.
Rain
Holding my soul inside.
I sit in the rain
and do noting but cry
and wait for her grace.
She woke me once
lost in that winter so deep.
Where is she now
have I finally pushed her away.
I am a fool.
For moving to fast
and pushing to hard
but I will stay.
I sit in the rain
prying for her
so she may love
once again... anyone.
I need her to be happy.
Even if I am not.
Her smile wake's my soul.
Even if it is for another....
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