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Standing Still For Far Too Long

and so it comes, the heavy rain
the storm we've all been waiting for
to wet our hearts and make sense of this pain,
from standing still for far too long
from holding out and holding on to all the things
you know will only hold you back in the end
like you're just holding out for something better
to steal you from these tired days that you don't want.
What are you hoping for?
miracles happen all the time, so where is yours?
the rain, it never lies.
writing its secrets on the window pane.
you lose your focus in the subtleties of its poetic grace.
there's just something about its sadness that makes you feel okay.
do you remember that rainy afternoon
when we cried in each other's arms?
when we knew we'd found perfection
but somewhere deep inside,
knew it had come too soon for us to hang on or try to make it last.
We can't forget these moments baby
but our lives are now.
don't lose yours in the past.
once we find ourselves I swear I'll find you again someday.

I own everything in this story except for the names of Gerard Way and Frank Iero.
The rest of the characters and every personality of every character is mine.