as the rain stopped falling
i could see the sun
i'm not accustomed to it
it hurt my eyes
it burns a hole in me.
as the sun rolled down
i could see the moon
it's not that beautiful anymore
it doesn't lit up my path
it makes me shudder.
as the moon dimmed
i could see the clouds
floating on by
straining my eyes to see
the silver lining.
and as the clouds thin away
i could see the stars
makes me tender
makes me bold
makes me wonder
and as i gazed upon them
i secretly wished
and hoped
for the rain
to fall
on me
again.
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