I Could Never Stop

Raindrops pierce into the pores of my skin,
freckled and rashed, thirsty for its touch.
Can hear a whistle in the distance
calling me from where I am,
trying so hard to shift my eyes.
Echo of footsteps playing somewhere behind
as I sit cross legged on a dusty road
watching the rain wash the smoke away
only so I could see her run
with smiles in her eyes and red ribbons in her hand.
Spinning in her purple dress, so pretty,
her laugh haunting my senses,
coursing through every vein.
Stretched out my hand
letting each ribbon wrap around my finger,
not wishing to stop her,
but only float along with.
To a place my life wouldn't matter.
To a soul but me.
Her..

Struggling to my feet, waving, calling,
but she ran not looking,
locked within the doors of her happiness,
not staying behind for me.
But her laugh remained.
One that would never cease to stalk my nights,
burn my skin with envy, like I burned now.
It rained just so I felt like I had someone beside me,
consoling me,
though somewhere I still wished it were her instead.
But she was like the wind
that whistled, never turned.
Her laugh like the wind, that always touched you,
set your senses tingling.
She, like the wind, so free.
You could never stop or hold;
I could never stop and...