Mourn the grave of our unfinished love
One day I’ll return as a cold, relentless rain,
Falling where your memories still whisper my name.
You’ll stand beneath the storm, drowning in regret,
Holding on to a ghost you cannot forget.
The clouds will speak the grief we never shared,
The silence will reveal how much you cared.
And every tear the heavens shed above,
Will mourn the grave of our unfinished love.
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