Rain...

I sat by the window on the chair

with a cup of tea 

resting my feet 

trying to forget me.

Watched the rain

dripping on the window pane

again and again

but never the same.

Drops racing 

sometimes embracing

colliding

and disappearing.

Wish I wasn't here

want you near

but that turns to tears

everytime you appear.

And still the rain drips

drinking tea in slow sips

knowing my heart flips 

as we are passing ships.

PS I Love you.