It Will Be Me

Every time it rains I think of you

How you made me cry.

The tears poring out like drops from heaven.

A thousand lies, told on each side.

For the time being, we’re nothing more than scratches on our hearts.

But if this continues, like I know it will, all that will be left is a small patch of dirt.

I’ve never loved someone like I love you…but then again, I’ve never loved before.

This will play over and over like a broken cd, until someone snaps it

It will probably be me.