Broken
I ran in the rain, wet and cold
My expression was sad, but my eyes bold
I went on and on searching for you
Truth be told, I didn't have a clue
I couldn't rest, I couldn't sleep
The scars you left, were just too deep
I held our song, in my hand
In the open door I stand
I finally realized, you were gone
I stood there silently, as approached dawn
I remembered the horses we used to mount
The tears I cried were too many to count
-Nida