The night seems almost sad.
The rain cries as if it misses you
Its tears blooming like flowers in spring.

The day seems a bit brighter.
Butterflies laugh as if you were tickling them.
Sunshine drops as if you were catching it in your arms.

 

The evening lets the earth rest.
Bluebirds fall from sky to nest like my thoughts of you
Tired of running through my mind all day.

Then the night returns and all is sad again.
The grass sits, refuses to grow until you return.
And the rain continues to cry because it misses you.

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