Counting the rain drops as they fall upon my window pane.
Theirs times I've felt a burning from the pain.
To have loved and lost at that time was no gain. But now this day I enjoy standing in the rain.
I love the way it hits my face, washing away my sorrow and my face is now in happy grace.
To have been able to learn and now move on. To wait for the sunlight of the one that I'd like to share my life with someday.
To paint him a picture of who I am and want to be. To let him see the deepest parts of me.
To let him understand my heart has love left to give. To whisper in his ear the love I have left for him.

To my future man whoever he may be...

Im waiting on you are you waiting on me?

it kind of cut me off but I won't put my original poetry on here you know ones that I wrote down because I don't want them stolen but I will put one's off the top of my head

beautiful to heal and love again!