Poetry.

I call you the Rainman,

Because it’s been raining since you left,

for forty days and 40 nights,

You haven’t been there to hold me tight,

I call your Rainman, 

Because my tears keep falling like rain,

my pillow still smells like you,

I keep telling myself you’ll be home soon.

When you were here,

When your body was near,

Rain I did not fear,

Your love was as bright as sun,

When we were in love.

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