The Rain Poem by Makayla Straight

The seashores has left.
The sun won't rise.
It's dark and cold with lots of rain.
It hurts remembering the times we spent.
It kills me how seeing you moved on.
I painted this smile on my face, so you can't see through me.
I don't know how or why I let you slip through my fingers like that.
I only wish fot the best between you and your new lover.
I will miss you emotionally.
I will not show it physically.
I am better than that.
I need to be strong.
It's raining harder.
When I saw her in your arms where I belong.
Then I relaized the rain is my tears.