Let It Rain

The downpour reminds me of my downfall and I stand alone, awash in memories. In these streets where your shadow stayed.

The way my soul was once held by you. The warmth of your breath that never left.

I imagined you holding me, as my hand was slipping away, believing it was a conspiracy.

The night you rained on me, when you looked up at me, your eyes could look through me.

I still feel the raindrops on my skin, the burning sensation on my neck, where your hand once took rest.

My lips still remember the way you lingered, the soft touch of your breathe against mine.

To grab your waist to pull you closer, bury my face in your head, let the smell of you inhabit in me.

Oh to feel the warmth you left behind.