We were an item, so very together,
we were complete.
We had it all, and our every desire
seemed always replete.
But you had changes of need then
you suddenly left.
Did you not realize I would become
so sad and bereft ?
Rainng a yesterday of tears makes
hurt soak today's door.
With emotions I never encountered
or imagined before.
'Raining a yesterday of tears makes hurt soak today's door..' - very original and memorable lines. Enjoyed this poem, Fay, thanks for sharing:)