Watching the rain fall down,
I wonder where you are,
What you're doing, are you happy.
These buried feelings I have for you
have bubbled up and are now spilling
over and running my body day by day.
It's only been three days since I saw you last and I can't help but hope to see you again soon.
I care about you so much.
Being with you always makes me so happy.
The rain continues to fall like the tears I've shed
for passing up the opportunity to be with you.
You are a very special person, Matt.
Everyone loves you.
Your personality, your smile, your laughter draws people in.
You feed off of it and they love you even more.
People vie for your attention.
Whenever I'm around you I want all your attention, but I force myself to stand on the sidelines and wait till you're alone, which isn't often, or you notice me and come over to talk.
I hate it that I don't see you more.
I don't want the butterflies to go away.
I don't want them buried under my feelings for others.
I don't want to be in relationships that I can't put my whole heart into.
I want this feeling to last.
I really hope I see you again soon.
The rain falls on and with more time that passes the rain washes the butterflies back into hibernation.
And they will remain in hibernation until I see you again, hug you again, talk to you again.
Then they will burst forth in colorful bloom and take my breath away.
Matt, you will always have a piece of my heart.
Remember that.
