It's raining today
Like my eyes were
On the day
I heard the news

They said it happened quickly
And no one was quite sure how
You were there one minute
And no trace of you the next

It's raining today
Like my eyes were
That night
As I mourned

I remember the night before
Your soft embrace like love
And the scent of you
As heavenly as a dream

It's raining today
Like my eyes were
The next day
Holding on

We talked as if the world was ours
Like we held it in our hands
And forever was what we had to be
Together like two halves of the same whole

It's raining today
And I can't forget
I promised to live
Even if you can't

Sometimes I
Feel like I'm
Falling
Down
Down
Down

I think
That I see
You
Down
Down
Down

So I
Can let myself
Fall
Down
Down
Down

Yet you're never at the bottom,
But at the top of the well
And now I have to climb
Only to find
That you're already

Gone

Long ago I learned to talk,
Simple babble that it was.
Shortly thereafter,
I gained the art of sentences
And advanced in my vocabulary.

Yet, with all these advances,
Babble still is all I can manage.
No quick wit is quite so fair
As to hide my vulgar speech
That I try and pass as lovely.

Ironic that a wordsmith would
be so unable to truly speak.
For I tried to say 'I love you'
Just the other day
Only to find that the words
Escaped me.

I've never been fond of this
A game we call it
Pretend

But I want to play for once
And win this time
Victory

Because we're more alike than that
And could do quite well
Doubtless

Tag and you're it this time
Laughing all the way
Love

I tried to remember the sunlit paths
That we used to walk on long, lazy days
I could feel the warm of light's embrace
And retrace the footsteps on the long trodden path

I remember the song of birds in the air
And the babbling whispers of the brook
I can remember how the leaves danced
And how the wind smelled so sweet

I remember the uneven path
And the softness of the grass
I still can feel the rain of the Spring
And the warmth of those Summer days

Yet there is one thing I fail to recall
It's rather silly actually
And I'm almost embarrassed to say
I can't remember you

It seems we walk together on this path
And have for a time and maybe more
Yet your visage passes more as a dream
There is little I can recall

Perhaps you are there and I don't see
Blinded by my own love and vices
I hope to see you in fullness one day
But until then, can we walk some more?