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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