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It’s raining outside,

Soft wet tears,

From heaven,

Much like those,

I have cried for you.

Droplets trailing down,

The window pain,

Just like my,

Tear stained cheeks,

And each time I ask,

Why is it so?

One word comes to mind;

Love.

Love hurts,

Love is the scar,

That never heals,

Hideously marring,

A delicate complexion,

Yet there is no blame,

To blame you,

Would be wrong,

You can not,

Control how you feel,

Any more than I.

I only wish,

I could have given,

You reason enough,

To love me still.