The Rain

I sit and listen to the raindrops,
slowly, softly hitting the rooftop.
My tears, which once followed the pattern
have all dried up.
I think of the past.
Good times, and bad.
They seem so far away..
yet, only happened yesturday.
The rain started when you left,
and seems to never cease.
Just like the pain in my heart,
which grows stronger with each drop.
Will our love come back?
or is it destined to be this way..
Two souls that seemed to be connected,
now seem to be complete opposites.
Souls which seem to be destined
to never be connected again..
always apart.