AN HEIR TO YOUR ABSENCE

This is for those who left intentionally and unintentionally, we cannot get over them. S

Hey...

I haven't written for you in a while...

It has been raining all through - Here

Since you left ...

...stuck inside ...

This side of my window struck with clouds...

...snuck into my own heart, 

The rails outside the other side of my window...

Rust at the rush of my emotions - 

It rains too hard...

I used to love the rain.

I hate it now. 

It is an heir to your absence.

Author's Note

What do you think about my comeback piece? It is a been a while.