Well here I am in the library just hearing the rain pouring down on the roof. It just inspired me to write this poem. Hope you guys like it.
As I sit here alone, all cozy and warm,
I can't help but feel a disturbance on this ambiance.
A slew of thoughts and memories arise to form a storm.
One which I greet with full compliance.
This rain which I hear is coming down upon the roof.
Yet I still feel the chilly drops upon my being.
And mixed with the past, I can't help but feel aloof.
For I can't help but think these thoughts of which I'm seeing.
When we started, you and I, we both were happy.
There was nothing in this world to rip us apart.
But as things went on, it all went down and got all sappy.
It just wasn't the same as from the start.
Yet I still kept hope that things could change.
But in the end she then confirmed she was insane.
I tried to fight for her, but she pushed away from withing her range.
And i got depressed that I wouldn't see her again... it started to rain.
So this rain that's coming down just brings these thoughts.
Its hard to fully let go of those you love.
But as time goes by those memories fade, and turn to blots.
An incomplete picture to those who see this story from above.
The rain finally ceases and the sun comes out to shine.
I guess this means that there's another story after all.
Even though there was a time that you were mine,
Now there's new beginnings, which we should grasp before we fall.