I wake to the pitter-patter of rain on my window
Breaking mumbled news to it’s lover
But you left no note, no answer,
only your scent wrapped around my sheets and in my hair;
And as the rain grows faster, more aggressive, more angry
I remember my heartbeat when you first walked through the door
When I didn’t even know you, yet felt like I always had,
and the way our heart strings grew tangled together
and so much was said without saying a word at all.
We say goodbye so many times in life, yet nothing prepares us for the one that matters.