November Rain

Here comes the raindrops, soft an steady, falling from the sky. Rain washes my face of the sweat and tears, salty scent blends with the fresh sky water.

You stayed quiet, let the rain soaked you through and dilute all the blame. Lessen the tension of your muscles. Anger, pain, sadness ━ intertwined as an emotion, lost in the moment.

You opened your mouth, said those three empty words.

But it’s too late,
You hurt me.

I used to think that you were my shelter, and I was yours, but then I saw it changed. A nightmare came true.

We fought in the kitchen,
Your words hurt me like nails and hammer, breaks my heart apart,
You left a scar, that will stain forever.

As I walked away, my footsteps echoed in the heavy rain. I silently hoped you'd stop me, but you didn't.

How can I forgive?

I used to love November, but now it always floods with rain.

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