Droplets of Love, a New Storm

I push aside the glass and step into the mist. I walk along a quiet path, thinking of what I have never always forever endlessly missed. It's a strange memory, this place. I tend to not like worlds made of grey. It this place, the sun does not shine. It is too bright, too happy. The only other color here is you. Or maybe, blue. Same difference. The droplets begin to fall above, a gentle melody of our past love. In your arms, holding me close, dancing through the night, love drug overdose. The rain would fall, I couldn't see, smiling blindly, lost in a sea of eternal clouds. Smiling, sightless. Happy, for sure... for sure?

You last led me here to dance, a midnight getaway.

Yet you only told me you were going far away.

Now the crystal tears that fall from the sky

are the tears you left on my face

I asked you nicely to return

but you were already gone

Now a storm is swirling in the sky

And the tears I cry have begun to burn.

[Old version] [Droplets of Love]

I could walk through the rain for hours. It reminds me of you. The sun is too bright, too energetic. Rain, like you, is calm and quiet, gentle and serene. We would dance together, not caring if we were soaked. We would laugh. We would smile. We were happy.

We never got our last dance.

Now the rain is lonely.

I miss you.