It's 2 a.m., and my bed is soggy. A flood of tears has come to me, Rain outdoors reflects my soul's pain, I struggle throughout the night in the pitch dark. A lone tear with every drop that falls A sad story about the façade of love, The sheets are saturated with memories from the past. A love that could not endure forever. Despite the rain, hope persists. A ray of hope amid the agony, My heart will mend because it is made to last, and the storm will eventually pass.