May 19, 2025

Sunshower

Dark as roses, and fine as sand

I feel your healing and your sting again
I hear you laughing and my soul is saved
On forgotten graves you cry

Crawl like ivy up my spine
Through my nerves and into my eyes
Cuts like anguish or
Recollections of better days gone by

But it’s alright
When you’re all in pain
And you feel the rain come down
Oh, it’s alright
When you find your way
Then you see it disappear
Oh, it’s alright
Though your garden’s grey
I know all your graces
Someday will flower
Woawoa Woawoa
In a sweet sunshower

In a sweet sunshower

I wish you would be as vulnerable with me as you are with your music selection (and with the ~~whore~~). I almost feel as though I’m invading your privacy; when all I did was go back through your YouTube playlist because we had fought and you made it loud and clear what songs “heal” you through heartache and anger.

But heart truly wishes you were able to share with me why you chose the song, how it makes you feel, can you relate, who do you think of – all the things that run through ones mind when someone shares a song with you.

I’m left again in the dark. Just waiting for the day when you’ll let me in, you’ll share with me a small piece….

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Remember: you are reading MY “perspective” of given events. These writings are MY feelings; whether they are present tense – written in the moment, past tense – drafted during the day, or anticipated – futuristic. All information provided is what I know from the information I have been given. As with any and every situation there are multiple sides to share the account. It is at the discretion of the reader to which side they favor.