You run away in the rain.
I feel like an ass.
My heart is in such pain.
If only I showed some class.
I keep going back to that day.
And I feel worse every time.
Your gone, but I will stay.
No use running from my crime.
I know I could still have you.
And it would only take a letter.
But I know that I am not true.
And that you deserve better.
Claude Davis III
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/left-in-the-rain/
