The rain on the window
Reminds me of you.
Driving down a country road,
Passing time, enjoying the view.
Driving just to see where it led.
So happy just to be together.
Do you ever remember?
Is it something that you do?
I think of you often,
How you were, how we were,
How I used to be.
I cry at night sometimes,
When there's no-one there to hear.
The rain on the window
Reminds me of you.
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Author:
SLR (
Offline) - Published: June 21st, 2018 11:09
- Comment from author about the poem: I scribbled this one out pretty fast so forgive me if it feels disjointed or incomplete. I feel like it needs more or maybe some work but nothing has come to me.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Yes, a fine write SLR.
Thank you so much.
A real poem directly from the heart, needs nothing more, says it all.
Thanks for sharing.
Thank you. I was feeling melancholy when I wrote it. I'm glad you feel it turned out ok.
It's all in the moment S
Don't change a thing you captured it perfectly
Andrew
Thank you. It's bittersweet to me.
The title drew me in alone and then the poetry delivered such a relatable feeling. - E
Thank you so much! I'm glad you could relate.
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