Waves of rain streamed
on my car
As we drove under the overpass
My mind on you.
How could you leave so soon?
Me older, than you
Deep these words hurt
But even deeper they must escape
you brought light to my sorrow,
You brought joy to my success.
You said “we would meet
when you
got out
the hospital”
it
never happened.
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