The soft pitter-patter of the rain sent me back to the way her heartbeat when I lay on her chest ...
Her honey brown eyes shining with happiness/ Her smile so bright/ When her hand reaches out to grab mine/ My mind finally reacts...
Thinking about her the joy is short-lived...
I can picture her face/ feel a warmth blossom in my chest/ The guilt, however,/ is quick to remind me that those memories were not all the way she treated me.
The soft pitter-patter of the rain sent me back to the way her heartbeat when I lay on her chest...
Like the sky crying outside was not bad enough/ It wanted my face as well to stream down raindrops.
About the Creator
Ria
An aspiring writer- My first time being a open book.
My poetry is emotionally driven and my short stories are widely inspired. I hope you find something in my collection that tickles your fancy. Thank you.
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