The raindrops fall gently against
My windowpane, their soft
Melody brings back sorrowful memories

The rivulets against the glass,
Trickling down in quick succession are
Like the tears I shed every night
Looking out at the sky.

You were only a shadow
Unable to come out of the
Dark storm clouds

I watched you disappear
Slowly as the sky turned black,
No daylight to linger on as

Only your shadow was in my wake
And you were too late
Once the sun chose to come out.

Photo Credit Nikolas Behrendt