Drop.After.Drop
oh when did it start raining?
sometimes it feels like it never stopped
just
drop
after
drop
sometimes when I’m in the middle of a giant thought my heart stops
it skips a little because no matter where i go
or how i am
i know i’ll never come close to you
but honestly, when did it start raining?
sometimes i just want to burst with how much you mean to me
meant to me
what is it?
now that we aren’t we
meant….
mean…
damnit!
we have been sitting here, and it started raining?
i don’t know, but i just wish you would
start talking about what i want you to talk about
because i’m bursting with all these emotions
bursting with all these feelings
about yo….
about….
about when it started raining….
