Before The Rain

I’ve been here before, my love.

I know this path ahead by heart...

I love you more than words could ever say;

I love you as I watch you slip away.

And I would tell you:

“Don’t leave — you’ll regret it,

But by then, it will be too late.”

And I would tell you:

“Don’t be afraid.

I’m here for you,

And I want you by my side

Till my very last breath.”

And I would tell you:

“Don’t be foolish.

A love like this doesn’t sprout after the rain...

Not just like that.”

But I’ve already been here, my love.

My words won’t reach you

Like they used to before.

Though I love you more and more

With each new midnight,

With every new dawn.

That’s why I stay silent, my love.

I bury my words

Behind stone walls,

Under miles of earth

Where cold water streams,

Cooling down desires and dreams,

So you’ll never be reminded again

Of the one who loved you

More than words could ever tell.

I’ve already been here, my love.

I know these paths too well...

I love you, but I can’t beg you:

“Give me your hand.

I don’t want you to be lured

By a world that devours the majestic and pure.

Hold on to me,

Stay true to us—

If I lose you now,

We may never meet again.”

I can’t beg, but trust me,

I’ve been here before, my love.

I know where every path leads,

But I can’t walk ours alone.

Though I still stand strong,

In front of the storm,

And I still wait,

With the last of my strength,

For you,

My Sun from the East.

If you hear me now,

Come.

Soon, nothing will be the same.

If silence and solitude break,

Instead of laughs and open arms,

You’ll find just pieces of the ember’s flame—

Remains of the heart that beats for us.

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The rain will come,

And it will wash away the trails.

Where will we be then,

My love?

Shall we stand together,

On our porch,

Sheltered from unrest,

Far from pain?

Or wander roads

That even eternity can’t join again?

Xandy