When It Rained
I held my cushion so tight thinking of you.
I shed a tear and missed every moment i never spent with you.
I missed the scent of the feminine cologne i wish you wear,
the way i think you stroke your hair frontwards,
the way i think you laugh when you're tipsy from few glasses of red wine.
I missed the look i think you'd give me when we finally dine.
I thought of a future i long for, with you.
Those senseless fights that end nowhere,