In The Rain

A Poem by Ayesha

I look out at you,
you don't even see me,
like I'm only some shadow of a rose.
A sweet lie that you kissed
once upon a dream,
but that which now you only let go off
in the rain-
never to be touched or seen,
like the mystique of a writer.
In the rain-
now you let me go,
like I'm someone you never have had
in the first place.
In the rain-
now you let me go,
and tell me goodbye.
In the rain-
now I'm holding this red umbrella,
the colour of my lipstick
that you most like.
In the rain-
now I leave you
with the words unspoken of a summer girl, who always stayed-
In the rain.