Pluvial days, here they come
The hot summer days are past and gone
Just like the friendship I thought was once there
I seemed oblivious to you, do you even care?
Like the cool zephyr coming from the West
You comfort me with words that sound best
But as time goes by, I’ve come to realize
They’re gone with the wind, they have become lies.
You are a rock, so hard and taciturn
I try to be patient but I think I have learned
That you are nonchalant in all your bones and skin
You left me hanging on,you had me for a spin.
Poignant as it is, I have to let go
Of these feelings of pain, of these tears of woe
Life continues whether you are near or far
But with the true knowledge of who you really are.