For in the rain, our love will always stay
In the silence of the rain, my heart weeps, A symphony of sorrow, so deep, so searing. The drops trickle down the windowpane, Mirroring the tears that escape my eyes in vain. Each drop whispers secrets of our past, Of love that bloomed under the sun's bright cast. Now, as the rain washes away the earth, It erases the remnants of what we were worth. In the shelter of your arms, I once found reprieve, From the chaos of life and its relentless drive. But like a storm that rages through the night, Our love has vanished, leaving me to fight. The rain, it falls, a never-ending tide, Carrying with it memories of our goodbye. I stand at the threshold, unable to move on, As the echoes of our laughter slowly drown. Oh, the irony of this weath
