June 21, 2008

This poem is made for my Pizza.

It's Raining Again

I'm walking my way to the terminal,
when I remembered that rainy night with you.

It's raining again,
just like that Saturday night,
where you made me so happy,
where I talked and you talked.

It's raining again
on that same place,
where we stayed for a short time.

We waited for the rain to stop.
I wished for the rain to not stop.
It didn't happen,
but still the rain was hard and we can't go home.

It's raining again.
I missed that night,
as I remember you and me walking fast.

It's raining again.
I'm sad.

It's raining again.
But this time it's too different.

Because this time,
i'm walking without you.

Because this time,
i'm waiting for the rain to stop without you.

Because this time,
i'm on that place again without you.

Because this time,
you don't care at all.

Because this time,
maybe you already forgot me.

Because this time,
you already hate me.

It's raining again
on that place.
I'm alone.

I just imagine you standing right next to me.
I just imagine you smiling again.
I just imagine you talking to me again.
I just imagine hearing you laugh.

It's raining again.
My heart is in pain.
In pain,
because you are already gone.