i think about you when it rains

something about the way the water runs down the window pane

as if it's begging to be let inside

please

it's cold out here

and then there's the lightening

ripping the sky open with its blinding light

it makes me think of how the headlights must have looked to you

and then always after

the thunder

what was it like

the sound of metal

of life crashing down around you

and then the peace

the small cool drops of rain

kissing your face

wishing you well on your way

i hope they helped ease the pain

or maybe they were sad

maybe they were crying

was it the sky's tears

or mine

i don't remember

i miss you

so do the clouds

they cry every day since you've been gone

the puddles they make in the streets

where last you lay

where last you breathed

i walk there

alone

the rain tastes the same as the tears on my face

i can't tell the difference anymore

the cold

the water

the sadness

i hope you aren't as lonely as me

i think about you

when it rains

something about the way

the water

runs

down the window pane

as if

its begging

to be let in

please

it's cold