After the Storm
Do you remember the road we walked that day?Asphalt like gravel, and wind caressing our cheeks."Bye bye", I said. "Bye bye", you said back.Already far away, you didn't look back.
The kicked-up sun flew, to the opposite shore.Rolling just so, it fell in the summer sea."It feels far away, but also close"Those words of yours, I thought they were perfect.
Suddenly, drenched in a strong rain, our hearts passed each other by.Even still, you looked like you were happy.If this rain ever stops, I'll try asking you why.
On the roof of the crumbling bus-stop, the sound of the rain fallingStruck with 8 different rhythms, blocking the outside noise."Um, so..." I said. "What?" you said back.After that, in silence, you played with your wet hair.
Suddenly, drenched in a strong rain, our hearts passed each other by.Even still, you looked like you were happy.If this rain ever stops, I'll try asking you why.
Buried in my bag, was that promise I made with you.With the intention of thrusting it out, I rummaged around,But what I pulled out was a towel, and said "Here, use this."What am I doing? I thought.
Suddenly, the rain lifted, and we waited for the last drops to fall.That's when I should have told you.That too I forgot, and said "Let's go," as I took your hand.