But the person i yearn to see is not coming...
I know she'll never come , so is he....
I predicted today would be a warm day,
but as i'm looking outside the window,
The blue bright sky slowly fades away.
The clouds are turning grey and heavy...
and the sun seem to sank into the thick dark clouds...
The rain is coming.
The rain is almost coming,
The land will soon flood with the tears from the sky,
Someone once told me,
" If it rains outside, Somebody out there just got their heart broken.."
It begins to rain now...
Slowly it became heavy...
Soon even the outside world turns dark and cold from my sight.
Even my warm room seem so cold here.
It's almost time for me to go...
I turn away and look at the mirror,
What I saw was a crying face of myself...
Then I thought of the rain,
Maybe that "Somebody" was actually Me...
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