In MemoryI listen to each drop of rain, as it touches my window with delicate watery fingers,
Saying "let me in, we want to feel the warmth"
I think of you, and the first time I saw you.
That was the best day of my life, as you emerged for the dark woods, you hit me like a ray of
sunlight through the heart.
We didn't need words, only feather-light touches on skin and eyes fixed upon eyes, little fish bowl
worlds of colours neon bright and dancing with joy.
Laughing as our teeth sank into fluffy doughnuts, sugar forming clouds above our heads. Jam
dripping down our chins.
Running giddily along country lanes, hysterical creatures.
But now you're gone.
And all I have is the rain,
Endlessly pleading for my attention, but my mind will always be filled with you.
My personal drop of rain, the only one I'd let in.