He's Like The Weather
Slow and steady; harsh, but pretty.
White dots are lining the sky
Washing the street with their soft, wet feel
Not a trace of your footprints in the snow
I used to follow them everywhere I'd go
But now I’m as lost as a baby deer trying to find its way home
I come to a part of town where its a bit unsettling
I hear bar brawls nightly
Remembering how you would always intertwine your arm with mine
To keep me safe from the nighttime
But you're no longer here
And that faint smell of Chrysanthemum
Gets me so puzzled, Dear
Cause it's not even that time of the year
The sun rose above the ocean today
The chill was a bit too much to stay
Just like your heart when you left me last May
The anchor couldn't keep you from leaving
Now its tied back to me and I'm slowly drowning
It's a full moon
If we weren't together; you said to look up
So here I am in the middle of the street
Stepping on colorful, fallen leaves
Staring up at this bright, starry scene
Are you following my lead?
The storm is creeping upon me
I thought it would leave when you let me be
But the rain is falling down
And the lightning has brought me to the ground
Electricity is flowing in my bloodstream
The sky is grey, the distance blurry
He's like the weather
About the Creator
Hailey Mattson
I'm just a girl sitting in front of a screen asking you to listen.
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