every time I fall in love 
with the sounds of gentle rain 
meeting my window in the night
i’m reminded of the times
my tears never reached your heart
because you saw through me like glass
tell me, did my storms calm you?
while I cried softly in the breeze
to soothe you, you were often forgetting
that you slept during moments of my pain

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