Boys

I waited all day

I longed all night

for that perfect boy to catch my sight

I wanted love as bright as the sun's ray

 

But I have this storm

he lifts me up

but when I'm picky and leave

I choose another storm

 

But I've learned yesterday

storms are not all the same

some forget

to carry rain

 

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