it is raining and i am missing you
i can hear the drops echo on the windowsill
they sound hollow and empty
the same way i feel
you should be here with me
to hear me sigh
to watch the rain race down the window
to fill the empty spaces
that are left here without you
Really really beautiful, i’m sure most people could identify with this poem. So nice to follow and connect with an a to z challenger, and I look forward to more posts. http://aimingforapublishingdeal.blogspot.co.uk/