Whenever I see the rain,
I think of you,’
And how we danced in the rain.
I had no fear of losing you.
But i was wrong.
It was like i knew your dance,
then you changed the steps.
It was like i sang your song,
but you changed the melody.
The rain used to make me happy,
even when the sky was gray.
Because i knew you’d soon be,
knocking at my door,
asking me to dance.
But that will never happen again.
I guess the worst part is,
every time it rains,
I look out the window and cry,
because i see you dancing,
in the rain,
with my best friend.
I only have one thing to ask you now.
Please don’t ever ask me to dance,
in the rain
ever again.
Because when you knock on my door,
and ask if you can have me back,
I’ll say no.
Because all the rain does is makes me cry.
because of what we once had.


To be honest, this isent mine and im not even going to try and take credit for it. This is my one of my best friends on xat chats, her name is molly. She is brilliant and i wanted to share this poem she wrote that i think is worth reading.