Save her love for a rainy day

Put it in a bottle

Keeping it safe for another day

Because she is always there

Always has been

Always been

Take her love for granted

Only acknowledging it on a rainy day

Never in the bloom of May

Watch her whither

Watch her decay

Till all you are left with

Are the brittle petals

That crumble at your caress

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