We arent
butterflies and candy corn
to be swept away by
a storm.
Were more
Feel it in the rain.
Feel it in the wind.
Im here for you
Dont you
Dare
desert me.
Youre free to love
another
But my memories
are staked my my heart.
I feel the rain, its piercing.
I feel the wind, Im falling.
Im here with no shelter
waiting for you.
When you come,
bring and umbrella, kay?















Comments
At line nine the poem becomes completely abstract - it talks about the narrator's inner world without really revealing what it is. Unless one is a close friend or mother of the narrator, the reader is lost as to what's going on. Perhaps there could be a way to put in more imagery/metaphors to make the poem more open to others? Put it in context to which others could relate?
"Fell it in the rain." typo or intentional?
Lovely message; cheers for the read!
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