I want you to know my eyes are getting tired crying for you. <br />My mind tells them to stop seeing you <br />In the fondest memories we have shared <br />In every hurt I feel for letting you slip away <br />In every painful regrets for choices I have made. <br />Now that you are gone, I am starting to fancy for rains <br />And sometimes when it rains, I feel a sudden surge of joy <br />They have little hands that amazingly hide my tears away from my eyes <br /> Because I can just let my tears fall along with the raindrops <br />And pretend I am happy dancing along with them.<br /><br />Roldan Escanan Go<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sometimes-when-it-rains/
