Disclaimer: All I own is the poem
Left Alone Outside
The rain won't seem to stop falling against my skin-
Just like you-
Leaving me here all by myself to bear the bitter wet,
Not knowing what to do.
And what have I done to you at the most,
My friend?
Share wonderful, precious memories
And wish it wouldn't end?
I hope it wasn't anything wrong I've said-
I'm here to help.
It worries me that you tell absurd lies
And give me resent.
Though I'm not sure whatever you've heard,
I'll say I'm sorry
Until you let me inside so we can talk it over-
Please do it for me!