On the day I left home,
a warm summer rain fell.
It pattered the windows,
and left a sweet, subtle smell.
On that day I left you
for a new life, a new sky.
You stayed behind,
and I chose goodbye.
Now the warm summer rain
won’t leave me alone;
it still patters my window,
it greets my new home.
The warm summer rain
Leads my thoughts to you,
I wonder if rain is falling
down your window too.
The beat of the rain
guides my mind to the hours
of early morning cuddling,
and late-night showers.
Hours of teasing and pleasing,
wrestling, and shoving.
tickling and bickering,
laughing, and loving.
I remember hours
of exploring new things.
I remember our first kiss,
our first everything.
You were a patient teacher,
you didn’t rush me or judge.
I was sixteen, and untouched,
You introduced me to love.
Now the warm summer rain falls
and so I reminisce.
You are my love, my best friend;
you are everything I miss.
