The rain falls late into the night
the tv cutts itself off, probably for the better
darkness reminds me of the vacancy in my room
now all I can think about is you
I wish you could hear natures music
drumming against the roof
your thumb rubbing against the back of my hand
the gentle touch of love
comfort and happiness
the soothing gaze of your closest friend
I want that with you
I could never tell you such hidden feelings
other men I could handle
but rejection from you would bring too many tears
none am I willing to spare
wet streaks of heart ache across the pavement
no I couldn't bare
instead I will just watch my fantasy play out behind my closed eyelids
to the tap tap tapping of the cool night rain
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