Beginning with a simple glance,
The clouds begin to dance.
And as our love grows stronger,
A small shower starts to pour.
We become taken over, our lives now one,
And the sun disappears as we are taken over by a storm.
But then, our love fades,
And our storm, drizzles to an end.
Our love will have faded,
Like the rain that hailed before it.
But we will leave a small reminder,
The evidence is that we once were.
The erosion on the surface,
As though little did occur.
One day, we will forget,
Our rain dried by time.
Only to be taken over,
By the love, of another’s life.
End.
