#479-Clear
22/11/2018
I can’t see you.
Too many tears.
Wish you’d waited.
For us.
Now all I see,
Are illusions,
Wrapped in raindrops.
What could’ve been…
So I cry.
Blindly.
Silently.
Feeling the pain,
Of falling raindrops.
Wish my heart was rock-like.
With windshield wipers.
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