Her

The rain always reminded me of her 

This probably was the universe's code to decipher 

Yet my arrogant and considered himself way too superior 

The chatter patter reminded me of her unstoppable gossip 

I would get lost in her sparkling eyes and dramatic red lips 

A tour in her heart was probably my best trip 

I wish I had returned to her in time 

But my ego was in charge and prime

That decision for me now is worse than any crime 

I wanted her to come back 

Crying and apologizing with her backpack 

Then I would have my life without any lack

Well now I know I was wrong 

Think I expected for way too long 

Soon I lost my part in her life's song

Here I am eating at her wedding 

She is happy and not a tear is shedding 

She is the only one who is not at all repenting 

     Not at all repenting.....