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Rated: E · Poetry · Romance/Love · #1675366
a poem of empathy.. but from her to I or I to her? maybe both..
STANDING IN THE RAIN

I saw her on my way somewhere, I don't remember now...
And passed her by beneath the pouring skies...
Then as the rain stopped all I did was think of her, and how...
She stared at me with sad unblinking eyes....

All that I remember now, was she sat there all alone..
And I, within my haste, gave half a glance...
I turned he next wet corner, and my thoughts of her were gone...
But soon returned in dreams, of sweet romance...

Her eyes had looked right into me, and saw my broken heart...
I don't know how, but felt she saw my pain...
She somehow sensed inside, my loneliness was part...
Of love that I had lost, or failed to gain...

And so I walked that street again, looking for the girl...
That sat there in the tears that I had cried...
But she was gone, day after day, oh, what a cruel world...
I wished that I had stopped, that I had tried...

Tried to know what she had seen, as I passed quickly by...
There in her face, I saw my own mistakes...
The girl with the unblinking eyes, not knowing how to cry...
I think of her, and if her poor heart breaks...

I wonder if in her, there are thoughts of me, at times...
Remembering, we met each other's pain...
Knowing I wasn't hers, she surely wasn't mine...
I hurried past, and walked on through the rain...

I studied every face I saw, to find that look once more...
But nowhere did that feeling reach my view...
Had I imagined her that day, my heart is not so sure...
Maybe my mind played tricks on me, untrue...

But I hope she was really there, to let me see somehow...
That all I ever needed was her smile...
To wake me from these nightmares, and the dreams that I have now..
And thoughts that I have of her, all the while...

Maybe someday I'll see her sitting, waiting there for me...
She'll be there in that same familiar place...
And all the wasted years that I have I've known, will cease to be...
Then she and I, will know love's warm embrace...

But for now I'll go on searching, searching for those eyes...
And perhaps I'll find her once again...
The girl I saw so long ago, beneath the pouring skies...
So I won't be just standing in the rain...

DEAN EVANS 3-09-09
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