395 – Storm
Looking at the clouds
I see the sadness
In your eyes.
Looking at the clouds
I know you’ll never
Learn to love.
Looking at the clouds
I feel your hands
Around my throat.
Looking at the clouds
I hear you whisper
Your goodbyes.
Looking at the clouds
I feel the warm drops
On my face.
Looking at the clouds
I mourn the memory
Of your lips.
Looking at the clouds
I hear the thunder
Getting closer.
Looking at the clouds
I dump my feelings
By the gutter.
Looking at the clouds
I see you walking
In the rain.
You always loved
A good storm.
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