(To put into perspective, this was written in response to a poem centering around Rain and I being alike that someone very special in my life had written for me at the time.)

Walking out to a breeze unfelt before

I fall to my knees

Others walking past without a second glance

As I smell the memory of a first dance

Sadness overcomes me

Do they not see?

Alone in my own nostalgia

Did it ever rain at...

His heart dug beneath the earth.

Weighed by shackles of bare bones and undertones

Every step hurried

It’s beautiful unkept depth

Until his path had crossed another’s

Her heart dug beneath the earth

Weighed by shackles of scarlet cries and unmarked eyes

Every step hurried

It’s beautiful unkept depth

Until her path had crossed another’s

Their eyes glared at the glimmer key named

“Hope”

To ...

Anyone could have her body.

Only

YOU

could ever

have ever

will ever……

Have

….

Had…

Both...