I want you to know my eyes are getting tired crying for you.
My mind tells them to stop seeing you
In the fondest memories we have shared
In every hurt I feel for letting you slip away
In every painful regrets for choices I have made.
Now that you are gone, I am starting to fancy for rains
And sometimes when it rains, I feel a sudden surge of joy
They have little hands that amazingly hide my tears away from my eyes
Because I can just let my tears fall along with the raindrops
And pretend I am happy dancing along with them.
Roldan Escanan Go
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sometimes-when-it-rains/
