When It Rains

When It Rains

A Poem by

Named after the Paramore song of the same name, it's for someone who also likes Paramore and should recognise the name.



Soaking my clothes.

Soaking your clothes.

We stand apart.

You there.

And me here.


Cars thunder past between us,

As thunder and lightning

Explode like a warzone in the sky.

The same warzone dukes it out in my

Head, behind my eyes.


I had never seen you so beautiful,

Standing with your bags at your feet.

I had yelled for you to wait,

For you to stop and think.

To listen to me.


But...I ran out of words.

My mine was blank.

I look into your awaiting eyes,

I take in your form as you stand there,

The rain pouring down with an Apocalyptic force.


You shrug.


I shrug.


And you leave.


And I’m alone.


...come back.

© 2010

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Added on April 2, 2010
Last Updated on April 2, 2010


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