The Pain In Me

This story happens to be the product of me listening to this certain song while it rained so hard that the sounds I can hardly hear other than the music is the pouring rain.

I'm afraid I can't go back to where we said our goodbyes.
It's been a long time yet it feels like yesterday, so can you still wait for me?

My pain is still in me and it's eating my confidence which I somehow able to gather day by day.
Days are passing so slow, this time I think it will take me awhile.
Forgive me, I'm not yet prepared.

If there's a way to face you without tears coming out from my eyes, I'll glady be there with my own two feet. Regardless of my state.

Author's Note

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